edit: i'm back!!! new journal on my profile. hope i can talk to some of you again. let's drag ourselves through the troughs of life together :)
Hi, I'm Alex :)
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We peaked somewhere in the top 50 for journal or something, although tbh I don't k...
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I wasn't going to write anything else or elaborate but that made me reconsider.
I hate Vegas for the smell of THC and other drugs which blankets the entire city (at least the portion that most people know as Vegas). I hate Vegas because every time I leave the hotel I'm staying at I have to walk past and see people gambling. It sounds inane, but when I return a few hours later, I see the same people gambling. I see a woman frantically digging through her pockets for more money, and then outside I see groups of homeless individuals begging for money.
On top of that, I feel trapped in the city, particularly due to a lack of cell service. In quarantine I thought I was quite formidable in terms of perseverance in the face of loneliness. I had went to Vegas with my brother and father but my brother is quite quiet and I wouldn't exactly call my father the best company.
The only solace in this trip were the pictures I got, if I'm being honest.
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