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seriously, is it even worth it to write in here anymore? does anyone read this?
i just dont want to waste my time
because i dont have enough of it to begin with
but if you're reading it, and you care
by god i'll keep writing.
school is owning my fucking ass. i hate it.
i dont like marquette.
i'm so upset with my parents.
because i'm pissed at the world, i'm crabby
josh gets upset when i'm crabby
and i yell when he's upset
and then we fight.
its magical.
i havent hung out with hannah or kaity in forever.
it makes me upset.
i work at hollister. my life officially is just dumb.
i'm poor but i keep buying stuff
its a shame i believe in retail therapy.
my fucking birth control made my boobs grow like fucking mad
so now i have to buy new bras
but wait
no money.
kmart bras, here we come.
you know, i've never owned a nice bra. one that makes me feel pretty when i put it on.
thats sort of a shame.
because everyone should own a nice bra,
dont you think?
i just dont want to waste my time
because i dont have enough of it to begin with
but if you're reading it, and you care
by god i'll keep writing.
school is owning my fucking ass. i hate it.
i dont like marquette.
i'm so upset with my parents.
because i'm pissed at the world, i'm crabby
josh gets upset when i'm crabby
and i yell when he's upset
and then we fight.
its magical.
i havent hung out with hannah or kaity in forever.
it makes me upset.
i work at hollister. my life officially is just dumb.
i'm poor but i keep buying stuff
its a shame i believe in retail therapy.
my fucking birth control made my boobs grow like fucking mad
so now i have to buy new bras
but wait
no money.
kmart bras, here we come.
you know, i've never owned a nice bra. one that makes me feel pretty when i put it on.
thats sort of a shame.
because everyone should own a nice bra,
dont you think?