Solid thanksgiving weekend with oakville friends and Toronto friends. It was so nice being with the people I love so much. It was clean and we cleaned and cooked and ran errands and felt like grown ups. Then I come back here and just feel like it's a step backwards. I can't wait to get a new place with one roommate (hopefully) with out fruit flies everywhere or a mess on the floor constantly. Living in bedroom isolation is getting old. Praying December goes well. I can't stand childish anonymous bullshit anymore. Work for the rest of the week with no plans aside from maybe going to 918 to watch Thursday night football. And then partying with my friends and maybe extended friends on Saturday. Staying positive.
I Was A Black Pen; You Were A Dagger
We Are Two Loose Tongues Slurring Our Curses
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