That being said, I feel like a depressed mop. I think I just want to fall off the face of the Earth. I don't even know why I feel so depressed (besides my period). I just don't feel the need to live right now. Yuck.
I'm surfing Netflix trying to find a film I can watch instantly. I practically slept all day with this gift Mother Nature sent yesterday evening. I just came across The Breakfast Club and I think I'll settle on that.
I'm starting to listen to Incubus again. I'm feeling my ~spiritual side sinking in. Watching this video = nostalgia. I miss 90's fashion for men. The skinny jeans now are eh; only a certain few can pull it off.
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