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I'm at a point in my life where I want to lay back in my old car and cry like a baby and that's really bad.
So I just found my old WordPress and it only has one post from 2012, but I think I'll start posting to it for real.
It finally happened. I received a break up in the form of a text. Out of all the shitty people I've dated/had a relationship with, this one decides to bless me with infamous words via messenger.
J, N, X
J - Are you insecure. What about?Oh yes! About my looks. My intelligence. Whether I have any talent or not. My social skills. Etc.
N - If you want to know how I treat my friends.Pretty good, I think. But I don’t text them as often as I should, because I think I bother them.
X - If I’ve done something I regret very much.Murdered an innoce- Actually, um„, I probably should’ve gone to community college first. Instead of jumping into regular college right away.Not doing drama club sooner in High School.Not investing stock in Facebook back in 2004.
One of the most terrifying things in life is realizing that you accidentally put a black ink pen in the washer when it's already on rinse.
I leave for the hotel in two hours. I'm going to miss all of you guys. My friends, my family, my coworkers. But I'll be gone for eight weeks. I cleaned out my entire archive. That was a giant chore. But YES. Bye guys! I'm starting an adventure.
I leave on Monday to start my Air Force career. Oh no goodness. My family party was today to say goodbye to me, and they all wrote these messages in a calender/planner and scribbled notes all over it about when I'll get letters and inspiration and arguing back and forth about muscles and my hair and who's my favorite aunt and it's like reading text messages in calender form.
I love my family and I really hope they let me keep my calender so I can just look at it all the time and miss everybody. I miss them forever and ever.