Well, I think I'm going a bit crazy. All I can think about is my weekend, like literally, whenever I think of something else, it always trails back to my weekend someway somehow. My weekend was amazingly fun, definitly the highlight of my summer so far. But...nothing really special happened, as in like..emotional. Except I was happy like almost the entire time, the only time I was sad was when I lost my phone. And I don't really like anyone out there, or anyone who came for that matter. Not like that. So..I don't understand why I can't stop thinking about the weekend. I should be over it, shouldn't I? It's insane. I miss my retarded family though XD Ahh..good times.
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This is basically what I'm thinking or whatever is going on or whatever I wanna write. Hope ya like it :D
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