it's fucking pouring. this is what my insides feel like.
thanks, weather...for matching my mood.
oh, and washing my truck ;0
anyways, i love my new phone. that's one thing that keeps me happy.
wish i had more people to talk to on it, sorta.
i started a new journal last night, it's weird to write again.
journals remind me of my past, and i'm not so sure that's somewhere i want to go...
my life can't seem to get any more lame right now.
i guess that's what happens when you try really hard to be drama free.
what. the. fuck. is. wrong. with. me.
nobody is ever happy anymore. or at least that's how i feel.
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