My emotions are askew.
I want to get fucked up.
That's about it, blogger.
OH! One more thing! I lied, sorry!
I get to see Conor tomorrow too. :)
SHIT! I lied AGAIN!
Joe's eighteenth birthday is today! I called him at 11:57 and made him talk to me until 12:01. I got to say it first. I miss him a lot. I mean he was my best friend, losing him even as that sucks, blogger. A lot. Although, he fucks with my emotions.
Maybe it's better he's an adult now?
Maybe he'll forget about me entirely? :)
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I just dropped back down to depressed.
I've been trying to be nice today.
It kinda worked. D:
I just don't want him to leave me.
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