LIFE, reallllly knows how to get you down where there is so much to look forward to.
Here I am, not spending hundreds of dollars to go to the beach with my floridians for spring break, all for the sake of Sam's birthday weekend and coachella- the best extravaganzas to look forward to. Yet, now I have to go home anyways- and not for drunken beach nights.
So life, I have a fucking bone to pick with you, because my little Mr. Magoo doesn't deserve this shit. He has been through enough. Leave his little heart alone.
I am not ready to let go of everyone yet. Please?
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