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Its been so long since I've posted.
I feel like I should post more but I don't even
have time to call up old friends so LJ seems
like a waste of my time
works a bitch, schools a bitch. life's okay.
I'm at home in phoenix, waiting to pick up
a buddy from the air port. Being back at my house
for so long, and at this time of night is so comforting
and makes me nostalgic. Whenever I come home
my family seems so stressed and unhappy. Yet
in all the chaos I'm comfortable, just being there for them.
Being away for good is such an odd feeling.