Tomorrow,
I'm going to the six o clock service at mars hill...
and I'm not apprehensive per say...but
i just...
I feel like things are actually starting to fall into place..
even though everything seems to be falling apart...
things are just starting to make sense.
It's almost one o clock in the morning...
my mom's stalker just called.
and jordan cooper is trying to get a rise out of me.
but none of that matters
because things are becoming
so much less foreign to me.
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