So another day has drawn to an end. I'm wearing that sweatshirt, the one I wore to your house when we stayed up till 4 in the morning. The one with stripes.
Its the coldest its been all month. I guess that means summer really is over; the season's changing.
I hate dealing with internal struggles, mostly because the only person they affect is me. Not that I want anyone else to be burdened by them, it would just be nice to know that someone else gets the scattered indecision's of my mind.
I should really go to sleep. We're paining in class tomorrow... and I forgot to get jars......
Good night.
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