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it's pointless writing in here. i can't say what i really feel or what i really mean.

i've never woken up and felt that terrified.
it was an awful dream.

and what's more, i could see it happening.

new addiction: godiva chocolate raspberry truffle ice cream ( Read more... )

sinus infection seems to be over, only a sore throat and violent coughing fits to battle ( Read more... )

i'm sick of this.

it's been days, and nothing. and i'll be damned if i say something first.

maybe my dream is trying to tell me something.

something along the lines of, this is how the situation is going to go with him, and here's what it's gonna be like when your friendship ends.

you wake up in the middle of the night and you're dying for a glass of milk. so you stumble out of bed, stub your toe in the darkness, scream with pain, and limp your way to the refrigerator ( Read more... )

i don't know why, but i did this googlism.com thing that i saw in amelia's journal, where you type in your name and all these interesting sentences come up. here's the best ones ( Read more... )