bruised
Guys... Ease up on me.
I'm tired, I'm way too sad, and I'm listening to acoustic music. I can't possibly write an entry now, even though this time TWO people demanded. I have nothing to say, nor do I ever. For some reason you guys see my incoherent babbling and ranting as something more and mistake it for an intelligent or thought out journal post which, I assure you, it isn't.
So I leave you with these words of wisdom until I actually have a complete and meaningful idea to post about:
'Would you grow up.'
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I'm tired, I'm way too sad, and I'm listening to acoustic music. I can't possibly write an entry now, even though this time TWO people demanded. I have nothing to say, nor do I ever. For some reason you guys see my incoherent babbling and ranting as something more and mistake it for an intelligent or thought out journal post which, I assure you, it isn't.
So I leave you with these words of wisdom until I actually have a complete and meaningful idea to post about:
'Would you grow up.'
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