The events of the weekend were long, joyous, frightening and about 350 other emotions. I brought the camera so clearly there will be just a lil photo montage.
I just wrote the longest fucking thing ever. And then letter by letter I pressed backspace til it was gone. I keep telling myself that I don't care what people think, but I really do. Everything I do is to make someone else happen, but never me. I never say what I wanna say. I never do what I wanna do. It sucks. And on the off chance I do actually
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