Honestly I don't know if I have anything to say, but I feel like writing.
I'm tired, sad, unhappy, semi-sick, and my music isn't loud enough.
I go back to school in about a week. Max goes back tomorrow. I'm not ready for this at all. I'm not ready to be a senior. I haven't even decided what I want to do. I thought I knew but I'm not sure.
I'm
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