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I go to concerts a lot. It's good times. Or something. Anyway, I went to a Mates Of State concert last night. It was really very nice. I kinda wish I knew why my stomache always gets kinda funky at concerts though. And that phantom itch that comes over me at random times during me being awake. Ok, I'm insane, whatever.
I wish I had something insightful to say to all of you that read this. I don't. I'm desperatly lost in all of my actions as it probably should be. If you aren't fumbling in the dark, how are you ever going to stumble over the magic hobo that grants wishes? Yeah, that's right. You won't. I'm slowly working past this woe is me bs and getting to the point were I feel comfortable with people more quickly. It's pretty neat. Stuff.
I wish I had something insightful to say to all of you that read this. I don't. I'm desperatly lost in all of my actions as it probably should be. If you aren't fumbling in the dark, how are you ever going to stumble over the magic hobo that grants wishes? Yeah, that's right. You won't. I'm slowly working past this woe is me bs and getting to the point were I feel comfortable with people more quickly. It's pretty neat. Stuff.