So whenever it comes time for me to do something on here, my train of thought is fuckkked up. Its already the sixth of January and that means I still have almost three weeks until I go back to Scranton. I miss it there; everything will be mad boring or ridiculously gay here at home, and I'll want to go back SO SO bad but then something small
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