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Ain't it just a bitch?
What a pain... Well it's all a cryin' shame...
What left to do but complain... You better find someone to blame...
Hey?
Get over it.
One of those days.
I don't know exactly how I feel.
I don't know how to feel.
It wasn't a terrible day... Wasn't very good though.
And I'm up to my neck in stress.
Bernie's leaving for a week.
Everyone else is never around.
It seems like my Mother is my best friend as of late.
The only person I can talk to about ANYTHING.
No matter what.
Except for tattoos and piercings. She hates it and wants me to have nothing to do with it... And if I must, she doesn't want to hear about it.
Other than that though, we're cool.
I don't know.
I don't know what to think, what to do, where to go.
It's one of those pensive moments where I reflect.
Blah.
Perhaps I'll go into more detail later... I don't really feel like it now, but I did want to write a little.
*Sigh.*
What a pain... Well it's all a cryin' shame...
What left to do but complain... You better find someone to blame...
Hey?
Get over it.
One of those days.
I don't know exactly how I feel.
I don't know how to feel.
It wasn't a terrible day... Wasn't very good though.
And I'm up to my neck in stress.
Bernie's leaving for a week.
Everyone else is never around.
It seems like my Mother is my best friend as of late.
The only person I can talk to about ANYTHING.
No matter what.
Except for tattoos and piercings. She hates it and wants me to have nothing to do with it... And if I must, she doesn't want to hear about it.
Other than that though, we're cool.
I don't know.
I don't know what to think, what to do, where to go.
It's one of those pensive moments where I reflect.
Blah.
Perhaps I'll go into more detail later... I don't really feel like it now, but I did want to write a little.
*Sigh.*