"So let's cause a scene! Clap our hands and stop our feet! *clap clap*"

[musicmastermind]

I hold next to no regrets about things. I can't help them, so why fret? But the lack of love for this journal really is inexcusable. And I am so sad that all of the details of the misadventures and shenanigans of my time living homeless here in San Marcos have gone unrecorded in words. I've taken a bunch of pictures to document my time as a couch-

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[sparklypunk]

I certainly know how it feels to be so upset with life and how it's going...and death and thinking about it all. But I can't say that I analyze it quite like you do. (Haha.) I mean, I know nothing of this philosophy! To tell the truth, I think you must have some kind of crazy brain to be able to take in everything that you seem to. All of this talk about your classes and discussions with professors and friends about things that I have no idea about...all of these books that you read written by these crazy philosophers... I just don't think I could do it. I mean, sometimes things of the sort can be so interesting and it's great to be able to have real talks with people who adore the same things as you. I just don't think I'd be able to have an intelligent convesation about anything like that. Ever. You talking about these things reminds me of Good Will Hunting. In one scene the main professor is waiting for Will to come out from seeing a therapist and was in a room having a conversation with his students that happened to be

[musicmastermind]

Oh my gosh, this is from March 30th