muted

happy holidays.

there's something amazingly cliche about me driving around yesterday while trent reznor screamed these phrases (and many more) into my face:

"wish there was something real. wish there was something true...in this world full of you."

"gave up trying to figure it out cuz it doesn't matter anymore."

"this isn't meant to last. this is...for....right...now."

"how does it FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL?!?!?!?!?!?!?!"

yeah, cliche as all hell but i really don't give a fuck.

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i got a card from my mom in the mail yesterday. it was very nice to be taken out of long island for the 4 seconds it took to read. she really is the best.

"i'm not trying to make you feel bad, but i really miss your smiley face."

me too, yo. me too.