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i miss my friends and my family. things are good here but its not the same. maybe i worry too much about things or maybe its the excess of girls who enjoy the company of assholes or gangsters. or the lack of butterflies. or the lack of self confidence at 2:34 in the moring. i dont know if im trying to make things happen or if i am sitting around waiting for things to happen. or maybe i need to be an asshole. or have spikey hair or t-shirts down to my knees. im tired and vunerable.