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sooo the shit just keeps on coming. my car got broke into while on our roadtrip. its not taht bad but just paired up with the fact that we have to move (and not live next to brian anymore) and probably live in fricken shittown, and the fact that brian isnt even HERE to talk to, or to hug makes it seem pretty fricken disastrous and unbearable. not that there havent been good things too but fuck, the bad things just take over when noones around to distract you from them. poop