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It's been a while since I've written a "Good" entry on here, hasn't it ( Read more... ) -
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Things are getting better. I totally called it.
hahahahaha
SEPTEMBER. BRING IT. -
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August, you bastard. I hate you and All your days.
This is the Last one. I'm so over it! So, Fuck you. -
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I feel like I've hardly made any progress at all. At anything. -
Day six.
I need to grow up. -
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The dream ended. It's been three days.
It's true. Every song I hear seems to be about me.
It's true. It really does sting in my chest.
It doesn't matter how much I prepared for it, the feeling is still the same.
It's true. It hurts. A lot.
I've been listening to a lot of sad songs.
I've made a playlist. (oh joy!)
"Dance to the morning Light" Slow club
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"Eat your fucking fruit!"
Last night I got shit-faced. I think I vomited blood ( Read more... )
