the story of us.

sadly, there is no us. so there is no story.

i hate these epic mood changes. i was happy just now. okay maybe not that happy. but like, i feel kinda accomplished because i managed to do a lot of thinking on the journey back, and i enjoyed music. then i had nothing to do so i went to sleep, and now i'm pissed because it's too hot/i don't know ahhh screw this

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forget it, i should never have posted.

f the weather. seriously. the first chance i get, i'm moving out of this country -.-