The days consist of nothing but random-ness. Theres alot on my mind these days. Every night before i go to sleep i ask myself if i'm sick of being "me". But then i guess i was always sick of me maybe i just gave it some focused attention now. Hmppfff. Either way, i'm a lil sick of myself. Okay, let me be clear, i'm terribly sick of myself. That makes more sense.
Good-byes are always sad, no? Even when you leave blogging. Its sad. Though, you know the other person is gonna be around.
Good-byes are always sad, no? Even when you leave blogging. Its sad. Though, you know the other person is gonna be around.
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