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fucking. i went to my first rave last night and ended up having like 8 people at my house. that was basically a great thing. then i went to work still rolling and on an hour of sleep. fun.

and i dont know what to do about karl. i hate being in love. its so true that love is blind. so blind. pitch black. i dont recomend it. my eyesight is terrible to begin with. sometimes it just feels like he doesnt care. he doesnt care that i miss him. that i have to worry about his god damn jock 24/7. that this whole thing is just…hard. some tenderness, please?

i starting crying this morning listening to that miranda lambert song ” everyone dies famous in a small town”. i miss sonora. its not even the people…cause alot of the people there are shitty assholes who really need to get out more. but its just…idk. its just…beautiful. it just might be getting old this whole me being homesick thing to others. fuck it though. i cant help it. i fucked up. i had it good. but thats just life i guess.

i start fall semester on the 24th. FUCK! i hope i dont fuck this up. cause then im done. done.

oh, and i hate when people say they’ll call you back. so you wait. then its been and hour so you call them back and they dont answer. yeah….just tell me you’re not going to call. its fucking stupid. thanks.

give me something positive to write about, universe.