i love running into some people.
like this short black kid that used to pick on me in middle school.
he tried to get my digits.
i told him who i was.
and he was like daum.
i thought you were a lesbian back in the day.

ridiculous.

anyway.
i get bored.

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i really wish he wasn't moving :(

i'm finally happy.

what to do. . .
what to do. . .
what to do. . .

what would you do?

it's time to move on.
with life.
with love.
back to my safe spot.
back to my sanctuary.
my dad's house.

it's like starting all over again.
i don't know what to take.
what to leave.
a lot is mine here.

i know i can only stay at my dads for so long before i can't take it anymore.
is anyone looking for a roommate?

really now?

what would you do if you found out you had aids?

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don't assume what you don't know.

sometimes i wish i could tell a few select people to go fuck themselves.
then maybe they will know what everyone else is laughing about.

ridiculous.

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everyone i live with.
except for paul.
he is never around to get mad at.
i think i want to move back home.
i'm sick of joes fucking attitude towards everything at all times.
jeremy doesn't do anything.
at all.
josh is always mad at me for something or another.
i just can't win.

i should just go back to my dads.
everything is so much easier there.