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Than again in Aftermath

  • Sept. 2, 2024, 6:55 p.m.
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Sept 2 stupid labour Day weekend. Used to go with Victoria to clubs around this time was fun at the time here and there but lonely. She always made me feel lonely because the second it was all done it was like ok bye see you next year until one year I didn’t have enough money for her to go to it but and she told me so last minute but whatever don care anymore they are fair weather friends not my type of ppl anymore ppl I had to be around

Anyways my life is more peaceful now especially lately I feel less shitty about myself because I’m supposed to feel like shit about myself because of so many different reasons it’s so ridiculous it’s sad I have to be alone to be able to feel at peace safe as ok with myself but that’s kkkanda for u. Shitty racist entitled snobby for no fucking reason BC everyone is just so guady inside and outside damn

FML I have no idea where it’s going I’m not making a living here I don’t want to but I don’t know where to do and what to do and where to go except not here. I’m exhausted living here and sad alot. Not sure what’s mine and others anymore. It’s an older building this one 1970s something

Like what I heard the other day that soukr things can kill sugar cravings because I’m constantly needing energy and caffeine living down town didn’t need this as much but that’s another story really.

Anyways just doingy skin care routine and waiting out another shitty day


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