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I'm feeling kinda blah today. And I think it's because of all the shit I've been doing recently, and now I'm just exhausted. I need a little break. You know, from life. It's really quite insane, I know... I miss San Diego.
Speaking of, I had this crazy dream last night, and Michael was in it. I fucking love that boy. If I could marry him tomorrow, I would; he's that amazing. And he doesn't even know it.
I might go to a movie with my mom today. I told her I would. So I'll go. Shit. This is what I get for agreeing to shit before I'm in the mood.
and oh, the way your makeup smears my pillowcase, like i'll never be the same.
Speaking of, I had this crazy dream last night, and Michael was in it. I fucking love that boy. If I could marry him tomorrow, I would; he's that amazing. And he doesn't even know it.
I might go to a movie with my mom today. I told her I would. So I'll go. Shit. This is what I get for agreeing to shit before I'm in the mood.
and oh, the way your makeup smears my pillowcase, like i'll never be the same.