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so idk. I really want to write again I miss it so much. I started writing about my sneakers that look like potatos today but i felt so creatively retarded. I guess theres only so many poems you can write about hating shoes and ive writen them all already. God i hope not ( Read more... )

“But whenever I meet dynamic, nonretarded Americans, I notice that they all seem to share a single unifying characteristic: the inability to experience the kind of mind-blowing, transcendental romantic relationship they perceive to be a normal part of living. And someone needs to be blamed for this. So instead of blaming no one for this… or ( Read more... )

alright so i have this new account that i probably wont use but in case i do and in case anyone still reads this its binaryis4lovers. but yea the new accont is for my super cool english class where i have to up date my live journal 2ce a week and take wikiquizes on fridays. yes wikiquizes are exactly what you think they are. thats basically the ( Read more... )

so my friend sent me this picture and im pretty sure the man that built this is in severe need of sex.


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Rule #5
8:30 classes are always optional.

i hope my teacher doesnt mind that i used three differant words for fucking with in a 2 sentance space.

Im going to start writing in my live journal at least once a day again.
Even if it's just one word.

I was going to get a new one, and have a fresh start. But i beleive in roots.

and i really secretly like that entry about belly buttons.

i work way too fucking much.

---jane im gunna try to come out to alto on wed though :)

Carl Jung believed that with in our subconscious we have a thing called the collective unconscious. My psychology teacher called him a genius. Invent something that no one can prove to exist or not exist and you will be written in history forever. Freud did it too. There is proof as to whether or not the subconscious actually exists; yet ( Read more... )

There’s a snake that runs between the big dipper and the little dipper that keeps them apart. Millions of years ago when the two were bears the serpent stole the little bear from the bigger bear and never again could they be together. Tim tells me that story when we cuddle under the stars and he points out the different constellations. I start to ( Read more... )