'...theres more to living than being alive...'
Hey Sarah, remember this night? (LOL she doesn't even read this crappy blog)
Despite everything that happened today, I feel pretty good. The McMang and Qwertymang connection is still mad strong, so strong its freaky.
I'm a little jealous of someone right now and how uncomplicated things are for them, but its okay. I'm sure things will work out in the end, right?
I straightened my hair and listened to BTF and Anberlin all day. I feel like I'm here, but there is this one pivotal bit of me that is just... missing somehow. I don't know...
My mask is growing heavy but I've forgotten who's beneath...
Tomorrow is LOLWAFFLES (maybe) and Carols at RH Hill. Hopefully I find that missing bit of Dyanne in between my dignity and my Chucks before Mang picks me up tomorrow night.
Also, I reallllyyyy need to fix my Zebra watch. Someone remind me, aye? Thanks in advanced.
- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'
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