"No one, no one normal, that is, will understand. Yeah, yeah, I'm all fucked up. My mantra. But if anyone actually suspects how fucked up I am , they've yet to let me know."
Hello August
I spent this weekend with my bestfriend in Orlando. It’s tradition to go at the end of the summer, race go carts, screw around, and act like twelve year old boys for a couple days. We spent most of our nights in Old Town, and met some really great people. I can’t even believe its August, you don’t understand.
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I spent most of this beautiful, rainy Sunday in bed. I finally got up around two for a Moes burrito, came home, made a motherfucking good milkshake, watched my recorded Palladia shows, fell asleep listening to them, and had some crazy dreams. How is it already seven thirty.
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