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[drag_your_halo]

nothing is ever what it seems.
why do people have to be so typical?
why do people feel they have to lie to me, when all i've been (and i'll ever be) is 100% truthful, about everything?
why do i let it bother me so much?
why do i blow shit out of proportion?

with all that said, i'm pretty sure i'm just being crazy.
everything is fine, really.
couldn't be better.

coachella weekend, word.
leaving LA in 15 days. wow.

jesus h. christ.

i couldn't be more happy/scared/lonely/depressed/excited/confused/fucked/loved than i am right now.
what the fuck?!?!

xo.