"You're acting like a fucking motherfucker!"
I don't have any adventurous stories to share with you yet. but I find myself sitting here with 17 minutes remaining on my computer and I guess I'll update you.
I've been spending far too much money lately. I keep forcing myself to go out whenever anyone invites me. Cause if I don't they'll stop inviting me, right? dear god. help me if that happens. The other night I realized no matter with be a shitty dance club in the states or in europe... I don't enjoy them. I don't enjoy loud impersonal clubs where you have to lean and scream 'what?' every three minutes. Whether it be part of a song or conversation. I only enjoy things based on my company. And I also realized the other night, I haven't been in the best of. I miss my friends. Orlando or London, I'm still the same person. I shouldn't be trying to force myself to experience it. No more, "Just spend money, you're in London!" I'm going to be here for three years and I'm sure the best times I'll have are when the people I love come to visit me. Probably around the third year I'll have someone to leave behind... cause I mean, what would I whine about then?
There that is,
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I've been spending far too much money lately. I keep forcing myself to go out whenever anyone invites me. Cause if I don't they'll stop inviting me, right? dear god. help me if that happens. The other night I realized no matter with be a shitty dance club in the states or in europe... I don't enjoy them. I don't enjoy loud impersonal clubs where you have to lean and scream 'what?' every three minutes. Whether it be part of a song or conversation. I only enjoy things based on my company. And I also realized the other night, I haven't been in the best of. I miss my friends. Orlando or London, I'm still the same person. I shouldn't be trying to force myself to experience it. No more, "Just spend money, you're in London!" I'm going to be here for three years and I'm sure the best times I'll have are when the people I love come to visit me. Probably around the third year I'll have someone to leave behind... cause I mean, what would I whine about then?
There that is,
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