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I have a tendency to spill my guts between 2 and 3 am.
so the tedious process of transferring my life into chicago has begun to culminate, and it's never felt so right. tomorrow the big important shit gets moved in, not that the place hasn't been raaaged in already...what elseeeee, ooo I quit my job and will at some point need to grow a pair in order to pick up that last hefty paycheck. I need to stop worrying myself to death. I do not doubt that I will have ulcers before i'm 30.
I find that I say goodbye to people best through dreams. maybe it's better that way. I also keep finding myself in daymares revolving around the constant dread I lived in at this time last year. I should be able to just crumple up the sad-assed past and throw it in the trash, shouldn't I? I miss emily-fleck. my only regret is not heeding her warnings more often, and for that she should have slapped me around. off I'd go and there she'd be to pick up the pieces when I came crawling back. if only she knew she was my personal savior.
all in all I forgot what I came here to say. I'm gonna try to stop being so angry. maybe it's the heat. maybe it's the hormones. maybe it's the assholes.
beck is coming to town cuz he heard it's my birthday. what more could a girl want?
so the tedious process of transferring my life into chicago has begun to culminate, and it's never felt so right. tomorrow the big important shit gets moved in, not that the place hasn't been raaaged in already...what elseeeee, ooo I quit my job and will at some point need to grow a pair in order to pick up that last hefty paycheck. I need to stop worrying myself to death. I do not doubt that I will have ulcers before i'm 30.
I find that I say goodbye to people best through dreams. maybe it's better that way. I also keep finding myself in daymares revolving around the constant dread I lived in at this time last year. I should be able to just crumple up the sad-assed past and throw it in the trash, shouldn't I? I miss emily-fleck. my only regret is not heeding her warnings more often, and for that she should have slapped me around. off I'd go and there she'd be to pick up the pieces when I came crawling back. if only she knew she was my personal savior.
all in all I forgot what I came here to say. I'm gonna try to stop being so angry. maybe it's the heat. maybe it's the hormones. maybe it's the assholes.
beck is coming to town cuz he heard it's my birthday. what more could a girl want?