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Still not in my new place yet. Still working on garb. Still barely realizing that I'll have no time to sleep/eat/live for the next week or two. Still slowly packing up. Still haven't done my boards yet. Haven't started classes yet, but I really wish they didn't exist right now. Goddess, why is life such a fucking stand still/busy body? -
You Wake Up Screaming Without Knowing Why
This morning was awful. I had a terrible nightmare of a ghost, pressing all down around me. He was going to kill me. I was alone in my room, waking up from a dream. I felt someone sit on the bed, but the then pressure kept going, enveloping me, making it harder to breathe. I was able to stand up, and tried using my foot for leverage against my ( Read more... ) -
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Just when I think I can trust someone, when I think I can give them a bit of my heart, it all back fires. Good job, Sara, good fucking job. -
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We finished D&D tonight... I feel, weird. I'm going out for drinks and dinner on Friday with Sean and Chris, since I haven't heard much about what's going on with fire. I can't afford to drive anywhere with how my car's been driving, and I don't want to make Katje drive up to get me and then drive back down ( Read more... ) -
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She looks like an angel, but don't get to close. She has the quickness of a viper, with a hiss in her throat. She'll move with grace and glide down to you but if you look to close you'll see that she's a devil in disguise. -
Desmond has a barrow at the market place, Molly is a singer in a band.
This is usually the time of year I do my year-end analysis but I can't do it this year. My school year isn't ending. It's being played on a loop. I have a short break of one day and then it's time for staff training with CA's. Classes start up on May 5th, and I'm taking two for the first half of the summer. I'm not going to have time to breathe ( Read more... ) -
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151 is bad for me. No really, really bad. I got drunk off of it last night, and mostly I don't remember much, except feeling awful and angry. I noticed this morning I have scratches on both of my arms. I'm assuming I did it to myself considering how they look. I'll have to talk to Austin to see if I said anything to him about it. I think I went ( Read more... ) -
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I hate being in my room right now. I mean, at work presently, but I can't stand thinking of being in it longer than a few moments. I have crap all over the place, clothes there, shoes here, crafting stuff strewn about haphazardly. It's a stew of chaos and I can't think in it. But I must must must clean it before Kate comes up on Friday... she'll ( Read more... )