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shout out to @missrachelberry for kickng my ass at rock climbing last weekend. my arms still hurt. #brooklynboulders #hatetoseeyougo #butilovetoseeyourbuttwhileitsclimbingaboveme
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@sarasmile_atmanpain: lame. i shoulda been invited.
@puckthemagicdragon: @sarasmile_atmanpain no one likes you
@glindathegoodbish: OMFG I HAVE THOSE SAME LEGGINGS! LOVE YOU @missrachelberry!
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So I guess I'm not that much of a punk anymore, huh?
I'm not over the reason I got sent to this dump. I still... I don't even know what the fuck's going on with my dad. I just know I have feelings and I really don't want to. I don't regret anything but hurting my sister and my mother. That's it. But I'm glad I'm not the only one realizing what a bastard he is.
So yeah, no regrets about that at all, even though I got sent to Our Lady. I'm not saying that the place grew on me because it definitely didn't. I want out of this hellhole as soon as possible. I see people hugging and crying and shit, giving away presents and saying stupid shit like "high school is the best time of our lives" like we weren't surrounded by old ladies that smelt like if dust could sweat and pickled diabeetus all day. But maybe they did have fun and made lasting friendships or what the fuck ever. I was never here for that shit. I feel like I was the only guy here who fit what the hell this school was built for. Rehabilitating delinquency, right? Everyone else just needs therapy. Or rehab. Or less access to matches. I kinda deserved to be here. I know I'm not rehabilitated or whatever, but I also don't feel like I deserve to be here anymore. It's weird.
I asked myself if I'm grateful to this place for bringing Quinn into my life and, honestly, not really. I figure I was in the right place in the right time. I met this amazing girl with this bright pink hair who looked like she'd be fun to wake up to the next morning, even if she threw her shoes at me to kick me out.
I lucked out with this chick. Big time.
But this school isn't why we're together. This school is just the place I met her. And nothing more. And maybe I should be grateful for that but I'm just not. Because I know I was meant to meet Quinn. I know who my soulmate is now. I was always meant to meet her. I was always meant to be hers.
That's fate.
I have faith now.
That's what Mulroney was trying to teach me all along anyway. I think.