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I'm listening to Dashboard Confessional right now. "Rooftops and Invitations." So my mood should be pretty obvious. I haven't listened to this shit since high school.





This weekend drained me.

I need to learn how to compartmentalize. Like guys do. I always think I can, but that's never the case.

Oxytocin. Fuck that noise. My human sexuality class is teaching me so much about attatchment.

Sometimes I forget that this isn't a private journal, and this makes no sense to anyone else but me.