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Feb. 18th, 2012 09:35 pmWhen I picture myself these days it's mostly as an overgrown four year old, whining and whining and flailing vaguely from a prone position about how unfair the world is.
I am seriously lucky to have the best friends going; not telling them often enough is probably some sort of self preservation instinct.
(I don't deserve you guys. But thank you).
I am seriously lucky to have the best friends going; not telling them often enough is probably some sort of self preservation instinct.
(I don't deserve you guys. But thank you).