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[only_hearts]

there's something about returning home after a great weekend that just makes me want to kill myself. not really, but this past weekend was one of the best weekends of my life, and coming back to work and the same routine is just so disheartening. the only thing i really missed was my bed and a couple people i wish could have been there

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[anonymous]

beebeau, I am so sorry I couldn't meet up with you. On Saturday I went to Santa Cruz and in a freak accident got taken into the ocean with my purse, and my phone got ruined :( I'm okay, which is all that matters. I swear I always say this, but next time..