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i fucking swear im going to take every piece of electronic device that will allow my parents to contact me away from them.
I MOVED OUT! I DONT NEED TO TALK TO YOU EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DAY OF THE FUCKING WEEK FOR FUCKS SAKE!
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FUCK!
im tired. and i think i caught sasha and kailin’s germs. productivity has dropped to nil on my part. i found out that im apparently partnered up with the annoying spanish lady in my Soc class that no one likes for my presentation next week. what the fuck did i do to deserve that?
ok…tired…food…drugs…sleep.
current mood: “Burn the Witch” by Queens of the Stone Age
i love my family. they NEVER call. it works out nicely.
Bob Ross eats kittens and babies…