For the past two weeks, I've just happened to look at the clock at 11:11 every single night ( Read more... )

I rarely write in this thing when I have anything good to say.

I need some type of inspiration.

I can't sleep again.

I'm so hollow, baby!

Ahh, Now that Thanksgiving is officially over I'm totally in Christmas mode. I'm excited, and apparently we might be going to somewhere warm and sunny over Christmas break ( Read more... )

"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.

"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat:

"We're all mad here."

Post Script: OMFGZ! Hugest crush ever.

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" Quick note here: if this crush-slash-swooning stuff is hard for you to stomach; if you've never had a similar experience, then you should come to grips with the fact that you've got a TV dinner for a heart and might want to consider climbing inside a microwave and turning it on high for at least an hour, which if you do consider only goes to show ( Read more... )

Even though I've been dubbed Noodle&Nuts, I love Pride boys and declaring new $5 Pride bets. But I refuse to make red ribbons ever again, considering I stabbed my finger in the parking lot and screamed and it bled ( Read more... )

Polaroids brought to you by Lorna's driveway, excess coffee, and the man residing in my back seat.


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I just don't want to talk.
Or hear.
Or see anything other than the inside of my eyelids.