Bizarre headache, too little alcohol, and a bunch of cigarrettes inside my room's only cupboard. That's my life.
Is it me, or having such conservative parents can make you more rebellious than you wished you were? There are such things as fate - which, in my case, it's a fucked up kind of karma - that try to make things happen in the weird way. For example, I was looking for someone who'd save me from my self-destructive attitude. I ended up with a group of girls who are as insane as - if not even more - me. Awkward!
The fact is that I did expect it. Whatever.
This blog will end up disappearing. This might be my last post. Bunch of shit.
Ok never EVER stop followin' me.
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