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[hereyesonahead]

So yesterday was my birthday, or something. 21. It was okay. Some psychologist created this formula on why January 23rd was the worst and gloomiest day of the year. It was nice to read that while I was eating breakfast

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I havent read anything livejournal in FOREVER.

[violetflames]

"Slowly, I ruin my greatest friendships and worry about the security of those that I have not yet managed to completely screw up. It's a great existence, really