I wish The Gent didn't go to bed so early (as in 10-11pm). I wish I wasn't afraid of bothering him by texting him. I wish I could talk to somebody. Ugh, but I CAN I just WON'T. urgh
Sunday, June 24, 2012
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Trying to figure out exactly where I belong through poems and stories and spiritualness and randomnoid stuff...and maybe some help from the outside...
KONY 2012 from INVISIBLE CHILDREN on Vimeo.
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