i think i'm gonna start typing in here some more.
currently drinking some wine, waiting for julie to pick me up.
going to a work party? as her fake girlfriend. or just drinking with drew.
idk/idc.
i just need to get out of this suffocating house.
conundrum: hamilton house leaves me bereft and lonely
parental oakville house leaves me suffocated and skittish.
i've burned so, so many bridges.
met so many people.
many i don't care to meet again.
my head is poorly shaved today but at least my eyes look nice.
maybe i'll write again tomorrow?
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