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it has recently come to my attention that no one reads this blog.

that's ok.
here are some secrects i've been meaning to share.

one. I'm going to be free. And I'm going to be brave. I'm going to live each day as if it were my last. Courageously. Fantastically. With grace. And in the dark of the night, and it does get dark, when I call a name, it will be your name.

two. I don't want to send you the mixes I made because you're going to hate them.

three. I am desperate.

four. If I were less lazy, I'd be happier, but instead I sit around.

five. This weekend I am going to do a lot of drugs in an attempt to forget you. And it will work. And I will fumble around in the dark with some body that I will wish was yours, but which will not be yours. And when I get home afterwards I will cry.

six. Seven is my lucky number and I miss you all the fucking time.

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