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i don't know why i am updating now, because i'm drunk, and that's never a good idea. but fuck, who cares. i certainly don't.
tonight was pretty DOPE, went to Jacobes for a little bit and now we are back at dayne's. It's all very exciting.
I'm at a very strange place in my life, and it's stressing me out a lot, i probably should be excited, but, it's just hard not knowing where i belong, and what i should be doing, i know this sounds pretty angsty at the moment, but i'll work it all out, and everything will be okay soon. I guess i'm just stuck in a rut. I'm shocked that i'm actually putting apostrophies in my sentences, i don't even do that when i'm sober, fuck i'm good.
You know it.
I think most people have given up on my lj, because i havent updated in so fucking long, i mostly write this for myself these days. Just for the sake of memories and what not.
Fuck, i just need to get away for a little bit, go somehwere really random, and just find myself, i know that sounds clique, but it's what i really need to be doing. I'm not worried, i know i'll get there, it's just sometimes, the journey really sucks.
It's kinda strange, i always feel more at home at dayne's parents house, than what i do at my own, i grew up in this house, his parents have always been so amazing to me. I'm so emo drunk, i'm aware.
My husband is the best ever.
over
and
fucking
out
tonight was pretty DOPE, went to Jacobes for a little bit and now we are back at dayne's. It's all very exciting.
I'm at a very strange place in my life, and it's stressing me out a lot, i probably should be excited, but, it's just hard not knowing where i belong, and what i should be doing, i know this sounds pretty angsty at the moment, but i'll work it all out, and everything will be okay soon. I guess i'm just stuck in a rut. I'm shocked that i'm actually putting apostrophies in my sentences, i don't even do that when i'm sober, fuck i'm good.
You know it.
I think most people have given up on my lj, because i havent updated in so fucking long, i mostly write this for myself these days. Just for the sake of memories and what not.
Fuck, i just need to get away for a little bit, go somehwere really random, and just find myself, i know that sounds clique, but it's what i really need to be doing. I'm not worried, i know i'll get there, it's just sometimes, the journey really sucks.
It's kinda strange, i always feel more at home at dayne's parents house, than what i do at my own, i grew up in this house, his parents have always been so amazing to me. I'm so emo drunk, i'm aware.
My husband is the best ever.
over
and
fucking
out