Fuck. I’m mad and my shoulders hurt.
And Im sad, because I’m just trying to like be really positive about work and taking a class and trying to be more persistent about making friends and shit like this, like fighting with my Mom about money and cars and things I hate caring about just really fucking sets me off.
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I hate LA.
