God, I am soooo tired. Every time I stay up all night partying I am barely functional the next day. I feel like at any moment I will just keel over. It really makes me wonder how in the hell I used to stay up for weeks on end and still be alive to talk about it.
So Jeremy moved out I guess. Which is to say all his shit is still here but he's not. It's sad and strange living here alone. I can't help but hope this will be the reality check he needs to come to his senses. But I highly doubt it, and I'm not holding my breath.
I don't really know what else to say. I'm just too freaking sleepy. I think I'm going to watch Almost Famous and then I'm going to bed the minute Amelia does.
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alone
