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[paddle_or_die]

So, tomorrow i'm supposed to move into my new apartment. Or, at least, start the process. I'm glad to be getting my own place and getting out of Jess n' Jasons' collective hair. It's been a while since i've had the luxury of living alone and i'm looking forward to it.
Sometimes i just feel like everything i touch breaks or dies or leaves me behind. At this point i'm half-afraid of touching anything anymore.
And my birthday is coming up again. Blah. Another year older and still a waste of time. Go me.