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[mood| crushed]
[music|Fall Out Boy]

I'm a little bit less of an emotional wreck today, but my dad's not helping. He called my cell just to let me know how angry he is while my grandma continues to console me, thankfully. I tried to create some semblance of stability, so I went to Irvine and bought some stuff including a new hat that I love to bits

( Swear to God, Patrick Stump, you are subconciously influencing my brain )

Just surviving over here. Still can't keep solid food down, but that's why God made Jamba Juice.