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[iddothestars]

i am so tired. and of course, i'm at work. and of course, everyone is sleeping. and of course, i have to be here for about two more hours.

D:

i have nothing else to do, other than complain. my weekends are shit. workworkworkwork.

i've gone through a box of orange tictacs today. "bleeker, check your mail," anyone?

oh hey. here's something.

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[iddothestars]

that new york idea sounds brilliant. i could be fantastic. i sometimes pretend to be brave even. but that's washington state brave. damp cardboard bravery would probably fold in on itself in a city that requires as much bravery as new york. but whatevenever, it would still be the best thing that could ever happen. why oh why is new york 3,000+ miles away? MAYBE I SHOULD JUST MOVE AWAY FROM HERE FOR A WHILE BEFORE I GET ANY MORE BORING THAN I AM IRL. i honestly could do ANYTHING AT ALL IN THE WORLD with my life right now, i just tremble in the face of life decisions. but i am restless to the point of insanity. something's gotta give.

also, working so late is what happens when you work for your family and your cousin looks like she's about to rip all her hair out in ten minutes flat if she doesn't get a night out to feel like a normal human. her home is my work. i stay until she gets home.