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So quick to reply, yet your words mean nothing. Simply because they don't make any sense.
Everyday is becoming a dissapointment. Last night we went to Bloody Bettys house for what she said was this CRAZYAWESOMEOMGPARTYWOOHOO but yeah, no. Four people sitting around drinking barely talking to eachother isn't really my idea of a good time. I'm still just as bored with life as I was last year, and the year before that..and ect..
But! My daddy's taking me to Van on either the 5th or the 10th or something to go to that office and apply for my dual citizenship, among other things.
Of course things will still take time, but at least I can feel like some things I want are on the road to being accomplished.
So maybe If I run away to another country where there's no shitty windy, wet weather and the people rock then I can once and for all cure my boredom.
Or, at least get away from the weather.
No drinking for a week while I'm on scary antibiotics for my stomach.
I wish I could just hermit myself, but thats clearly an impossible prospect when you live with three other hooligans.
Everyones talking about getting a house in the new year where everyone plus the band will live.
If you know me, you'll already know what I think of THAT fucking idea.
All the more reason to flee to another country.
Everyday is becoming a dissapointment. Last night we went to Bloody Bettys house for what she said was this CRAZYAWESOMEOMGPARTYWOOHOO but yeah, no. Four people sitting around drinking barely talking to eachother isn't really my idea of a good time. I'm still just as bored with life as I was last year, and the year before that..and ect..
But! My daddy's taking me to Van on either the 5th or the 10th or something to go to that office and apply for my dual citizenship, among other things.
Of course things will still take time, but at least I can feel like some things I want are on the road to being accomplished.
So maybe If I run away to another country where there's no shitty windy, wet weather and the people rock then I can once and for all cure my boredom.
Or, at least get away from the weather.
No drinking for a week while I'm on scary antibiotics for my stomach.
I wish I could just hermit myself, but thats clearly an impossible prospect when you live with three other hooligans.
Everyones talking about getting a house in the new year where everyone plus the band will live.
If you know me, you'll already know what I think of THAT fucking idea.
All the more reason to flee to another country.