Fuck These Holidays Bruh

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As global warming increases, Philadelphia's weather resembles a crackhead operated machine more and more.

So my Christmas was alright. How was your holiday?

I got most of the things I asked for and so I'm satisfied. I did realize some shit that made me sad though. I have trouble putting it into words, so I don't really know what I'm going to do with these emotions.

I've been breaking my own heart by half-heatedly pursuing guys who honestly don't give a fuck about me, yayyy ;))

I have no urge to cry about it, but I'd like to sleep for the rest of break honestly. My stepmom assumes I've drank sleepytime tea every time I say I'm tired. I have not. Weird ass joke. She says "I hope you're not self medicating."

Sis, it's fucking drowsy tea. Yeah, I'm tripping off some damn chamomile...

Anyways....I wish I could live with my mom again. But that house is a fucking messs lmfao. I just miss my freedom. I haven't felt like this in a while. I lowkey want to run away.

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