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shitty quality, oh well. today was fun. went to nik's house with laura, tracy, and caylin. the picture is tracy and i in the reflection of nik's sunglasses, obviously. love my bestttttt. alright so, i don't care how obvious this is. i just need to get it out. i don't get why people say we have changed. we haven't fucking changed one bit. honestly, you wouldn't even being saying that if you didn't know about our actions. but now you just want a reason for us to stop. so maybe there's no good reason. so what. that doesn't make us selfish. i appreciate the concern but really. we can take care of ourselves. i don't have time for cryptic bullshit. our decisions are ours to make and ours alone. thanks.

edit. sometimes i wonder why everything hits me at night. i guess this why i edit so much. anyway. i'm so done. i'm done with everything. i'm done with criticism and frustration and self-doubt and every negative fucking thing that occurs in my life. i don't understand why people give me so much shit. no, this is not about one single person. none of this is. i just don't know what to do or say anymore. seriously. how can i justify every action i make? i fucking can't. so i don't see why you expect me to. hopefully getting sleep tonight. bye.