
This morning was spent on reading and tearing over a love book. I feel so useless. Why do i even tear over a book. Something that's fiction. I just can't believe i sat there tearing reading and hugging spongy. It makes me feel so helpless and crazy crying over stupid things. Thus im here doing something else.
Just feel like eating island creamery now..or spend my night at barrage. I really want to.
xo.
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