life is like knives. not good. too much work. not enough life. too much ugly. not enough rest. someone needs to come and organize my room for me. i have too much crap and not enough room. life is confusing. for real. i miss my kitty. i miss my david. i miss being comfortable in a place. i like it here but it isnt home. i am thinking
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