| Note to self,
before I lose all recollection of everything because I don't write anything down
xanga ruined my grammar because instead of forming coherent sentences that flow from one to another
I press enter and continue the next as if I were free writing and just recording thoughts
As we get older, we refuse to tell anyone what we're thinking and what's going on in our lives
It's just a fact of life I guess
Our refusal to be vulnerable to anyone
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| and where's the woolen sweater?
you mentioned in the letter
i got mail 
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| if anyone's reading, i plan to update soon
just not now
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| i'm finallyy hooooommmeee
oh god it's been so long
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