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drunk on a tuesday.
i could have been so much more productive with my time, but instead I have been stupid and wasted money on becoming intoxicated,
I feel so very much alone lately.
London and Paris in 24 days and yet I cannot even be excited about it. It will be an amazing trip, but I have so many other things going on right now, that I can't even be bothered to realize that I will be getting out of this piece of shit town in less than a month.
having a constant booty call, for lack of a better term, is both lovely and horrifying. It's enjoyable, but is that all I will ever be able to establish with someone? I question it all the time, So many questions lately, and no feeling of accomplishment or satisfaction, I just want to be happy.
un jour je serai heureux, et je serai aimé. Est-ce que mais jusque-là, que je fais ?