dear diary;
i don't even know whats going on. i dont even care.
today was the best bad day i've ever had.
i love rain and coffee and cigarettes and christine and trend whores and no painting and gangs and ohhh mannn...
tonight we had a dance party and died hair.
tomorrow is busy
wednesday im leaving.
i dont want to leave.
VAN CITY ON SUNDAY!
i pretty much spend my life in vancouver?
okay goodnight diary
love brooke