pretty often lately i've been lapsing into these fits of panic and anxiety about my new lack of a future, regretting everything i've ever done and said. its not productive and i probably need spiritual guidance or prozac or a vacation. usually the only thing that can pull me out of it is my cat. i call him harry, kombucha, peaches, sweet baby, all
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I love you. my phone is dead. i never go home for fear i'll explode. i will call you as soon as i can.
briana
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