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can i even call this bad luck anymore?! maybe it's life's way of trying to get me off of my ass. maybe i'm too comfortable with the way things are going with myself right now and life just wants me to get out of my "comfort zone" for at least two fucking minutes. or maybe i just inspire people to get off of their ass and go somewhere (thanks alex).
my two best friends, alex and regina, are fucking gone. alex is in tampa, but thankfully we still hang out when he comes down to miami. regina left my ass yesterday morning and didn't even say bye, but whatever, she's in orlando, so hopefully she stays out of trouble so i won't have to go up there and save her from evil college kids (i fucking hate college kids). and then i fall in love with tim, and he fucking dips to tallahassee, what a blow that one was. a few months later, i meet jose in a barnes and noble, things are going well, and poof, back to the dominican republic he goes. about a month ago, mike and i rekindled our fling from a year or two back, and it turned into a decent relationship. things are going really well, and bam! he has a job offer in d.c... what the fuck!?!? so he'll be moving to d.c. (probably) by the middle of august. the only thing different about this time is that mike wants me to move up to d.c. with him. He was actually sorta basing his decision to move on whether or not i would go with him. i just have so much shit down here that i could never leave. plus, if i did go, my reasons for going would be completely fucking nuts, and i'm not a retard.
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my two best friends, alex and regina, are fucking gone. alex is in tampa, but thankfully we still hang out when he comes down to miami. regina left my ass yesterday morning and didn't even say bye, but whatever, she's in orlando, so hopefully she stays out of trouble so i won't have to go up there and save her from evil college kids (i fucking hate college kids). and then i fall in love with tim, and he fucking dips to tallahassee, what a blow that one was. a few months later, i meet jose in a barnes and noble, things are going well, and poof, back to the dominican republic he goes. about a month ago, mike and i rekindled our fling from a year or two back, and it turned into a decent relationship. things are going really well, and bam! he has a job offer in d.c... what the fuck!?!? so he'll be moving to d.c. (probably) by the middle of august. the only thing different about this time is that mike wants me to move up to d.c. with him. He was actually sorta basing his decision to move on whether or not i would go with him. i just have so much shit down here that i could never leave. plus, if i did go, my reasons for going would be completely fucking nuts, and i'm not a retard.
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