I hate this feeling of getting my hopes up and having them crash down all around me. I really need to learn to stop doing that. It sucks, and it's getting old. But I guess lifes a bitch, ey? Anyways, Kim, I know you're going to read this, so please tell me when you are home for thanksgiving. We def. need to hang out and plan lots o' crazy shizat.
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