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i fucking hate myself.
i cant stop fucking crying,
i have no clue what the fuck is wrong with me.
i dont even feel like summer started yet.
it always starts when i take a bus ride to camp.
i feel like its a long 3 day weekend or something.
everythings getting numb.
things that usually annoy the shit out of me, i barely care about anymore.
i dont even feel like myself. im slipping out of my body.
yesterday was a year since westcoast.
1 fucking year. thats insane.
i miss emily, i doubt im going to toronto in august.
idk where the fuck scott is or when hes leaving for ecuador
but i do know i need to see him soon b/c i havent since oct.
& it sucks im not even that far from my best camp friend & dont see him.
i dont know what ericas up to but i need to see her too.
i dont think i can laugh more than i do when im with erica.
maybe ill watch the breakfast club in memory of her, then teach her the dance.
this summers gona suck, i can feel it.
im not even excited for it.
im usually excited for fire island & sometimes maine.
well i think fire island is gona suck
b/c more people are coming than usual.
lke 15 people in a 6 person house.
michelle & i might get the tent.
we sold our house in maine & got a new one.
the house i spent summer in my entire life.
i got my 1st bee sting there.
i made my 1st smore there.
too much shit to name. but its gone.
i could go on, but i'm done for now.