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my eyeballs are feeling like they are going to pop out of my goddamn skull, my back hurts from sewing all day and i just keep complaining what the flcukkkkkkkkkkk e verrrrr.
For some reason latley losers from my past have been popping up in my dreams in the most random of situations, and I sat at the boardwalk for like 30million hours speaking "AMERICAN FRENCH" with janie since we became so goddamn bored with life.
I seriously need to remeber I actually hate the beach, No i hate the sand.. I like the ocean but shit i hate sand.
mmmm fried oreos tho
For some reason latley losers from my past have been popping up in my dreams in the most random of situations, and I sat at the boardwalk for like 30million hours speaking "AMERICAN FRENCH" with janie since we became so goddamn bored with life.
I seriously need to remeber I actually hate the beach, No i hate the sand.. I like the ocean but shit i hate sand.
mmmm fried oreos tho