its snowing even though it's march. this is like the opposite of the usual winters we get its really fuckin weird.
but im in the type of mood where i jus wanna cuddle up in a blanket and watch spirited away
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my crappy, existential thoughts dump
Randomnote from the far future, in much better times; consider this book a diary, an archive, a live day by day biography- of the lowest point of my life so far. draw entertainment from it, by all means, but take it as a warning, of all the bad that comes...
