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what have i gotten into this time around..
i feel so anxious to leave here.
nothings the same.
i can't even stand being back at my apartment. my room doesn't even feel comfortable anymore, its like i don't even live here..
i hate this feeling. &i dunno where its coming from or how to make it better.
its like the two weeks i was gone were a dream, doesn't even feel like any of it actually happened..
why is it so much easier to write in this damn thing when things are fucked up? just wondering..
-chanel
i feel so anxious to leave here.
nothings the same.
i can't even stand being back at my apartment. my room doesn't even feel comfortable anymore, its like i don't even live here..
i hate this feeling. &i dunno where its coming from or how to make it better.
its like the two weeks i was gone were a dream, doesn't even feel like any of it actually happened..
why is it so much easier to write in this damn thing when things are fucked up? just wondering..
-chanel