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Last night was such a cliche indie movie. I felt deep and complacent all night. With my deep and complacent friends with cute ass haircuts. I went to a party at Louis XIV's summer home. (edit: i reread this and instantly regretted that little name-drop) It was a scene ass elitist party and even I thought I was better than everyone else there. I could go into depth, but once you've been to a party you've been to 100.
I'm happy with things. I'm happy going on dates like an old couple. I'm upset over a lot of losses and boo hoo I'm complaining in my livejournal. I'll post pictures soon. I have one that is attached to a hilarious story.
I'm happy with things. I'm happy going on dates like an old couple. I'm upset over a lot of losses and boo hoo I'm complaining in my livejournal. I'll post pictures soon. I have one that is attached to a hilarious story.