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Today I was tired, so I spent my time wandering around the house aimlessly, vaccuuming, and reading about female rock-climbers. I listened to a lot of emo music and became mildly depressed, at which I went outside and asked God why I existed. He/She did not say anything, so I hoed for a while and then went back inside

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two?!? okay . . . i'm gonna be the one to ask the obvious question: HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT FE

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In my own defense, I think on the whole my mindset is "Jesus, Mace, you're twenty years old. Most people are getting breast implants and wandering around Cancun right now. Relax and eat your goddamn avocado." I guess it just throws me off, a lot, when all this weird stuff, like feeling guilty and sad (well I guess that's not so weird, Catholic girl) and pissy etc, runs through me and I'm used to being able to regain my sense of humor as well as my dignity a lot sooner than this. And I know it was different this time for me and we were together a long time and yeah I feel bad for R. because he's the vortex for all kinds of random mindtricks as he was the one I... yeah. Ah god but he's so cute