SO.

I've been 21 for an hour and thirty-one minutes now. BASK IN THE GLORY OF MY LEGAL DRINKING AGE. That, and it's my birthday--suppose that's important, too.

Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever do anything again. Getting double-teamed by a cold thing that's gone into my lungs, and the Thing.

Fuck this.

...but anyone else with a wombat fascination dating back to, what, Ms Deppners class? is welcome to enjoy this article.

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...they come not in single break-ups, and boyfriend problems, but rather in a battalion of sore throats, stuffy noses, and, lets face it, writers block.

I'm going to take a hot shower and force myself to bed early.

I just want this hurt to stop ( Read more... )

I feel like part of me has left me, and is not coming back.

I'm really not doing too well.

Becky: nothing makes me happier than the end of this movie and how awesomely tragic-creepy it is ( Read more... )

I love kissing. It's fun ( Read more... )

ORDER OF THE PHOENIX WAS FUCKING RAD.

EVEN IF MY BOYFRIEND DIED IN AN INCREDIBLY ANTI-CLIMATIC WAY.

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AWESOMELY MADE AWESOME