Such angst. Such grunge. Future Maame, if you're reading this, right now, you're 17, it's April 4, 2017, 8:38 PM and you're laying in bed alone in your dark room listening to a chill SoundCloud station (current song is familiar faces by EZEKEY). You're a lil moody, but not mad. Also, Scrubs is still the shit and anyone who says otherwise is useless plebeian shit. Stay blessed. You're probably cringing by now. Lmfao I love you.