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last night i went to le pub. danced as usual and got very drunk. i once again used my phone to send stupid text messages, i think i'll leave it at home next week.
im not feeling to good at the moment. im just thinking way to much about "if things were different" type situations and i hate it.
i feel like i have nothing to say anymore. but i write reems in paper journal. maybe theres just some things i cant/wont share
im not feeling to good at the moment. im just thinking way to much about "if things were different" type situations and i hate it.
i feel like i have nothing to say anymore. but i write reems in paper journal. maybe theres just some things i cant/wont share