Sunday, January 7, 2018

New Place. New Bed.

If there's one thing I hate, it's being alone. Also, it's so cold.
Being alone with expectations hanging over your head suck more. Guess that's what growing up means. Bear with me because it will not make sense.
Just.
Things that creep up on you.
Don't even feel like writing up on here anymore.

Bye.

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