So I ran away from my home last week, to come to LA. the idea was to go to Disneyland, walk around with my thoughts. I haven't made it over there yet, and may not this trip. I think I'll go back to Berkeley in the morning. I just wanted to come and dip my feet in familar waters. I love my new home, my new life, but I love it here too. I don't mean to live in 2 places at once, it just happens this way. Also, i cannot keep a cigarette habit. It's just too gross.
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