i'm leaving san diego in less than a week. san fran here i come. i dont care if anyone cares because they don't and it doesnt matter.

question: who can you count on?
answer: yourself. noone else.

you're the best!

i wrote some stuff down last night. i drew a shitty picture too.
ill get back to you.

teenage dead girls want dick not words.
i feel shitty.
i want out.
i'm gonna...fuck it, nevermnind.
it doesn't matter.

drinkin with jon and a homie from work.
free ice cream tomorrow. i'm pumped.

still drunk/relaxed/high a bit and falling out of the shower, because i slipped haha.

i rode roughly 20 miles on my bicycle yesterday.

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you wonder why you dont have a lot of friends?
people dont like being friends with pieces of shit.

we're done.

ahhhhh, studying at home is hard.

to do list:
study for history test.
do the dishes.
make my bed.

(haha, why do i feel like im in 5th grade?)