It’s spring now. I’m in PC, but I just want to be at home hanging out by myself tumbling. I feel lame, but it is what it is. I still care, almost more than ever, and I wish I didn’t. I wish time didnt go by this fast..I don’t even remember much that happened this year. I haven’t even really drank or done any drugs. I just can’t remember the year. And that makes me really, really sad.
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I never feel more passionate, myself, and more alive then in fall. Something about the weather and just the atmosphere, I don’t know why exactly but it just makes me…me. And that does wonders for only caring what I think of myself, not what others think of me.