don't ask about the name of this blog. i looked around my room, and it was the name of a book and the first thing i saw.
im listening to Dan Scotty. it's reminding me a lot of the past. i sort of feel like hiding in a corner and crumbling into millions of tiny peices. maybe im just tired. but i feel like crying right now. ill be better in a few minutes i bet you.
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