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Fuck finals.
Fuck being sick.
Fuck being sick during finals.
Fuck this. -
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Writer's Block: Last Twenty Bucks
Last $20 before I died?
A hug, ice cream, people to share them with. -
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Happy birthday tomorrow, Rachel.
Apply for Newspaper.
Third period, second lunch.
Go do it.
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Jo Woodward looks just like Mary Brian.
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I've been sick all weekend and I can't sleep.
My brother woke me up a couple hours ago and since then I haven't been able to go back.
I can't make my mind shut down.
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Taking solace in the fact that there's someone kissing someone, somewhere.
You asked me what my resolution was.
I told you, and I was honest.
The only thing that I know I want to do right now is make a snowman.
Maybe I'll think of something I need to do in a couple months.
Ask me in March; I shouldn't have to pick something I don't like about myself to improve on a whim.
And don't tell me you don't know that almost all New ( Read more... )