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This journal is dead. (Or not)
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Hey!
I need a blog name. Help out.
Something catchy, something good.
I know there are some creative minds out there.
It's going to be about my new experiences, so I want something fun.
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Just looked up to see how much my car is worth... I'm fucked.
My car is totaled and I'm sure I'm gonna have to
pull teeth to get them to give me a fair amount of money for it.
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So we talk at night on the phone. But its never really on the phone, I just like to pretend that it is. We're always serious; why is it that I can always joke with you? You say I mean so much. We'll sleep in seperate beds again, tonight. I catch a glimpse of you looking in my direction; it's always just to see the time. You're an obstacle that ( Read more... ) -
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I am missing unearth and terror right now. Fuck you work ( Read more... ) -
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Tonight I spent time with my girlfriend, Faiza. Her head rested in my lap while I tickled her boobies and she told me I had nice toes. Haha. But really, we sat around and talked and yes it was wonderful.
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a fucked story.
So today I went to the pool, not to get a tan because those are way overrated, and well, there was this kid and he said "hey i know you" and i told him i totally didnt know him, and he said "no way hoe i know you" so then i remembered i met him at some party when i was pretending to be drunk but i really wasnt because i know the cool kids wouldnt ( Read more... ) -
use a little soap and water.
I'm late to work. 15 minutes. Arrive at 11:45, not 11:30. Right when I walked in, my manager tells me I am in drive-thru. Damn. Lunch time in drive-thru, when I haven't worked a day shift in so long. Busy. I worked with this bitched named Cyndy. I wish I could have slapped the bitch, shoved a damn sandwich in her mouth and rolled her fat- ( Read more... )
