happy birthday to me..

i'm so sick of this city. if anyone reading this was ever planning on moving to v*nc**v*r, don't. it's boring, pretentious and shit.

i'm so tired of not having a life, and really, it's not because of effort.

compared to last year.. god. i miss having a fucking LIFE. i miss knowing more than one person who'll go out. this is fucking ridiculous.

i'm detached here. detached from the city, its people, its streets; detached from myself.

i can't wait to get the fuck out of here.

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