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i've found charleston to be alot more tolerable now that i know i'm leaving soon. i've been going to the beach almost everyday. jordan has shown me this spot on folly that's almost always completely deserted and has a lighthouse in the middle of the ocean, i suppose it was once an island that erroded away. she's going to be leaving to italy before me, almost a month before me and i'm going to be heartbroken. i've been staying at her house downtown instead of driving the longass fucking commute from north charleston. i've been living sleeping and breathing art and emotions, but nothing comes out when i find myself with a medium. i miss brandon. i miss albert. i miss tyler. i wish i wasn't such a shitty friend. i need space all the time. i'm so sorry.