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today i woke up at like 2 or something,
due to not being able to sleep last night
until 5:45 in the fucking morning. it's hard
to fall asleep when there's a sunrise and birds
chirping and shit right outside your window. meh..
harry came over at like 330 or 4 or something, and
schuster and mike came to pick us up. we went to the
mall && that bitchin' candy factory//store on 30. it was
good times for sure. then we went to the show at java joz.
it was alright times. i kinda felt like shit thuogh
most of the time, because i haven't eaten anything
in the past two days, because i don't have an
appetite anymore due to all of the shit that
has been going on with me lately. i'm really
fed up with "friends" and everything else
that goes with this shitty fucking town.
It's times like these that I wish I
still was moving to Arizona. I kno
I always write about it in here
as if it was an escape route,
which i guess it kinda is in a way..
but i've really got to make up my mind soon
if i'm seriously considering moving out there or
not. i'm leaning more to the 'yes', because i've basically
just been trying to give everything another chance and just
kinda being a wishful thinker.. like maybe, just maybe things
will get better.. but whenever they do they always just come right
back down the same way they came up. it sucks not having anyone
you can actually talk to or rely on out here. maybe arizona
will just bring a bunch of the same people with different
places, but that place and those people are seeming like
heaven pretty much compared to this past week. this is
most likely the last time i'm going to even mention
arizona unless something's a for-sure thing, beacuse
it just pretty much sounds like it's all talk. it
does not look like this summer's going to get
much better, and basically...
[that wasn't meant to look liek a "B"]
i'm fucking done with all of you
and all of this. i'm sick of fuc
king people thinking they know h
ow i feel about everything and
everyone, and w hen i try to explain
myself they just cut me off. it's
bullshit.. and i'm finished with bullshit.
what's one to do when one should really eat, but nearly throws up
at the thought of food? hmm..?
due to not being able to sleep last night
until 5:45 in the fucking morning. it's hard
to fall asleep when there's a sunrise and birds
chirping and shit right outside your window. meh..
harry came over at like 330 or 4 or something, and
schuster and mike came to pick us up. we went to the
mall && that bitchin' candy factory//store on 30. it was
good times for sure. then we went to the show at java joz.
it was alright times. i kinda felt like shit thuogh
most of the time, because i haven't eaten anything
in the past two days, because i don't have an
appetite anymore due to all of the shit that
has been going on with me lately. i'm really
fed up with "friends" and everything else
that goes with this shitty fucking town.
It's times like these that I wish I
still was moving to Arizona. I kno
I always write about it in here
as if it was an escape route,
which i guess it kinda is in a way..
but i've really got to make up my mind soon
if i'm seriously considering moving out there or
not. i'm leaning more to the 'yes', because i've basically
just been trying to give everything another chance and just
kinda being a wishful thinker.. like maybe, just maybe things
will get better.. but whenever they do they always just come right
back down the same way they came up. it sucks not having anyone
you can actually talk to or rely on out here. maybe arizona
will just bring a bunch of the same people with different
places, but that place and those people are seeming like
heaven pretty much compared to this past week. this is
most likely the last time i'm going to even mention
arizona unless something's a for-sure thing, beacuse
it just pretty much sounds like it's all talk. it
does not look like this summer's going to get
much better, and basically...
[that wasn't meant to look liek a "B"]
i'm fucking done with all of you
and all of this. i'm sick of fuc
king people thinking they know h
ow i feel about everything and
everyone, and w hen i try to explain
myself they just cut me off. it's
bullshit.. and i'm finished with bullshit.
what's one to do when one should really eat, but nearly throws up
at the thought of food? hmm..?