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Perhaps it's my error in judgement (or observation), but did everyone just turn, you know, retarded? It's one of those moments where I ponder on past acquaintances and wonder if they're as interesting as they used to be. They aren't. Really. I'm glad I brushed them aside, or the other way around as the case may be. I mean, there are so many things lately that made me realize how lucky I really am. For one, I'm not stuck in Benicia like so many old friends of mine. I have amiable confidants and even if I didn't, I have myself. I will be fine no matter what is thrown at me. I don't know how many others can say that. There were so many things that I would look back on and regret. Now I'm so fucking thankful that I haven't become some braindead trend whore.
I mean, I'd rather be an honest bitch than a drivelling moron.
I mean, I'd rather be an honest bitch than a drivelling moron.