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wherever you want it to be.

March 2012

February 2012

bang head against cell phone over and over until i fall asleep yeah that should work

And the worst part is that I probably can’t forgive myself

i reblogged this for gavin. gavin, look.

Dancing was fun, but a lot of it just made me feel super sad and almost empty, you know? Not in the whole “oh woe is me all these guys keep trying to grind on me and that’s grossing me out,” kind of way, or in the whole being too good for the whole dance/rave thing. It just made me sad, and I wish I could put my finger on why.

And guess who isn’t showing up in any of the pictures from this trip, either.

What sucks the most about this is that everyone is such good friends with each other, and then there’s me. And then since I’m by myself, it isn’t as if I’m gonna be making any friends in the workshops. Woooooo hoooooooo.