idk if it was flying that changed me, the people that i hang out with that changed me, or it was just me compromising on my beliefs. but i sure as hell feel very much fucked and i think i have only myself to blame.
need to quit the sticks.
need to cut the drinks.
need to stop having to deal with shit.
february. you better leave soph, you better. and thn go do smth abt your half fucked life before its too late.
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