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I feel absolutely retarded right now.
I'm leaving for San Diego tomorrow night.
We're going on a haunted San Diego tour and I'm so stoked, you guys. I love ghosts. We're going to go to the Whaley House one night and omg I'm going to piss a shit! And we're going whale watching and zoos and yadda yadda and fucking thrifting! Fuck I love thrifting.
I'm really just not sure what to do right now and I just want someone to give me a hug and tell me everything's going to be okay. I rarely feel as small and immature as I do right now. Not immature in a stupid way, but immature in a "I'm not old enough for this" way. And I just want to cry and I can't. And I just want to go somewhere and just. I want someone to just hug me and tell me it's okay. That's all I want and I can't even get that.
Yeah, I don't have much homework to do over break. I'm pretty stoked about that.
Anyways, I love you. And if you don't hear from me again it's becuase I was eaten by sharks.