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It seems like i really only update this thing when im out of the country. but i need something to keep me occupied because im having a horrible Mariel-less time. its my first day living in australia again, and every second feels as though i'm moving closer to breaking down. i know this is supposed to be the right thing to do, to go and get an education so i can come back to the states and make a living. why does it feel so wrong? i feel as though a part of my soul stayed in new jersey wow that sounded emo. i need to go for a drive but i have no car, no money. this is the first day and im falling apart. god i hope this get easier...
All i want to do is go home, crawl into bed beside her and snuggle up to that little furnace of a woman that i love...
All i want to do is go home, crawl into bed beside her and snuggle up to that little furnace of a woman that i love...