Ive been neglecting my journal.

Maybe its the drugs talking or i just really dont wan to think about stuff. Don't worry.. its only antidepressants.

Abra and i didnt exactly work. I dont want to point fingers but all i know is that i really miss the life we used to have and how amazingly happy we were.

School is school, failing out as usual but hell it happens. lol Im actually doing really well, im just paying for how much i slacked off first quarter.

Im kinda stuck on the blank page in between chapters of a book, like the one spot you read to then put the book down for the night. To bad im too restless to go to sleep so im just waiting for this page to be flipped into my next adventure.

I think my newest adventure has to do with a bear with an emo flip and a lip piercing, and im happy about it. But what i really dont want to admit is im kinda still soaking in the end of the last chapter. Too fucked up to fully comprehend the new one.

Maybe its just the drugs talking. lol

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