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I don't really blog alot, or really ever say what the fuck i'm thinking, and this may be because I'm in the process of coming down off of an acid trip, which was super fun, then I woke up and went to the dentist and then it seems like it went to shit, I'm so tired of always being broke. If my 8th grade self were to look at my current self 8th grade self would say wtf, where did you fuck up in life? Well I'm not really sure, but I do know 8th grade me had such hopes and dreams and what nots, then band happened and now I'm pretty much a shut-in who just lives day to day, I also realize if it weren't for my super small tiny group of like 8 people I'd have no friends, and even then when I am with them I'm usually third wheeling, usually it doesn't bother me, but today It is so much, I guess I just want to be good enough for someone, anyone. But I gotta love myself first and I don't.