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Have to do better at blogging

 Well, my friends I need to do better about blogging. Journaling my life should happen at least every other day. I'm going to make an effort to do so. 


I think I've been overthinking it. I read some of my old stuff and it was just me jotting down a few things and some random stuff. It was fun reading some of those. So I'm just going to be loose again . I don't need to write 100 paragraphs everytime. Also bringing  back the In other News section. Yay. 


So quick what's happening. My church is opening back up slowly. Excited! I have been suffering  since it shut down due to the Coronapocalypse ( ®️ tommydimera.com ) . Yep I just drop a Tommyism on your candy asses. ❤


I have been down lately. this isolation from the world due to Coronapocalypse  has taught me how much I'm not an introvert  no matter how much I thought I was. I cant seem to find a lover / husband in this shit of a world so I guess I relied on other people to fill that void. 


Well I gotta go. But I will update more frequently it helps with my mental health  being that I cant see my shrink right now. 


In Other News:

Who tf actually watches Love Island?

I actually found one buffy episode I never saw before 

Why am I still just as horny as a full adult as I was as a teen when I started this blog

Sally likes me eventhough  she read my ENTIRE blog. Man, when I get this published she will get the first signed copy.😸😸😸



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