I spend too much of my time thinking. That's why I'm still awake. I'm not always sure what I'm thinking about.
I'm terrified of the future; I keep trying to postpone it. I'm moving back to Provo on Monday, to live in a house. I'm too little for a house. Let me repeat: there's not enough of me yet for a house. Even if there will be a study.
Please come visit me. sej
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pick me to visit you!
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