i wasn't going to write

but, of course i'm procrastinating.

i should be cleaning my apartment, and getting rid of all the shit i have.  

well, i'm just on a break, that's all.  a short 3 hour break.  you wouldn't be laughing if we were in europe.  or maybe you would.  you seem to laugh a lot.  excessive laughter.  i think that's what it's called.  

i can't wait to recover fully from the exhaustion of traveling.   

plus, for the first time ever in my life, i totally trusted someone in a budding relationship, and i was double crossed, as they say.  fuck.  it really hurts.  real bad.  really fuckin bad.  

but, it doesn't hurt as bad as it would've had i never done it.