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i feel like i always wait until there's so much going on in my life that i can hardly write it down and then i write in this stupid thing.
everything's changed. i live on my own (without any roommates) for the first time ever. a new beau in my life that i kind of adore. new best friends. old friends that i never thought i would end up not knowing anymore. feelings of comfort and discomfort, making my stomach float up to my throat. i'm having so much fun, all the same. spring is here and biking is, once again, fun to me now that it's not raining all the time. perfection.
everything's changed. i live on my own (without any roommates) for the first time ever. a new beau in my life that i kind of adore. new best friends. old friends that i never thought i would end up not knowing anymore. feelings of comfort and discomfort, making my stomach float up to my throat. i'm having so much fun, all the same. spring is here and biking is, once again, fun to me now that it's not raining all the time. perfection.