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what am i dooooooing with my life, what can i do? what will hold my attention for a while? why do i get sick of doing thing almost as soon as i start them? why did i not take art 20 and 30 so i would have something to put in my portfolio and possibly go to art school? at least art is something i am decent at, (not really tecnique wise or anything but i can look at something and think of how to make it more aesthetically pleasing?), and that i enjoy.
when did i turn into such a little fuck, i just caught myself haaaating someone just because the music they listen to is shit HAHA who do i think i am there is nothing that makes me special, your family probably has more money than mine, (only considering the fact that i am illin with west van kids for the next little while), you probably get better grades than me, what am i even saying jesus christ i am so tired.... also why do i need to justify/explain myself to you internet? hidden insecurtities? HAHAH sonny moore forvever eh

vancouver is dope hesh i have never illed with friend from home in another city before? what is with all these out of place question marks?

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