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wow
I have done like
absolutely nothing
all break
but play guitar/piano and sing
watch movies on TV
and.. clean the bathroom to quell my mother's rantings
tomorrow I must tackle my room
or else she'll kill me
and then I head to work
oh joy.
visit me there! cuz I'm bored to death
and I'm still in withdrawal
and now it's showing in my dreams
this can't be good
oh, what's a girl to do?
I can't sleep
no food sounds good
not good
I'm setting myself up for... disaster
again
I'm just so lonely
and when it's the holidays
I'm even lonelier
*sigh*
I know
complain complain
that's all I do
but ya know what?
I don't care
it's a journal
I can rant and rave all I want
and now I'm going to attempt sleep again
goodnight <3