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Writer's Block: You Ate What?
Snails out of a can. From a dollar store. NEVER, EVER follow my example on this one. -
Writer's Block: Comped
Once my youngest sister (12 years younger than me) looked at me like I had grown a second head and asked me, "Why do you talk like Shakespeare?" That's the greatest complement EVER. -
Damnit, what is it, hmm?
Do I need to grieve? Need to forget? Need to believe I'm better off without (works only part of the time, the price for which seems to be that I'm reduced to this--perhaps forcing myself to that belief is only surface? That'd mean I'm causing myself a looot of pain when I do it...)? Need to be spiteful? Need to skip school for several days and ( Read more... ) -
I'll figure it out.
Sick of ending up crying every night, or nearly, or at least what feels right now like every night--this sort of thing screws w/ my time-memory. I'll live my life well. I'm learning. I'll learn. I have what I have, and what I have is incredible and invaluable, and I find it really strange how one person, one person who seems not to even care about ( Read more... ) -
Having fun!!
Heyy im hanging out with my bff Krystle!! We're having fun!!! Man I want sex hahaha
*Note: ;KRYSTLE was the one that wrote all that, thank you!
(PS I was jking about the sex part. can you say ewwwww ahah not til marriage! and than no glove no love hahah)
~*Krystle*~ aka "Carolyn" -
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FUCK FUCK FUCK this is pissing me off. Hm. I just had an actual material, EVENT-type end to a very immaterial, very crappy weekend. I've just been PISSED. Nothing much happened for most of it, though mother did make me unplug myself from my mp3 player. She should NOT have done that. BAD. I was already pissed enough to rip holes in the car door. And ( Read more... ) -
NaNoWriMo!!
'Tis nanowrimo month. Translation: i'm writing a 50,000 word novel in a month. plz go here: cbright.deviantart.com to read the chaps as i post them, and here: nanowrimo.org to view my profile and progress and the like. My nanowrimo username's Maruma. -
Fuck her.
Fuck goddamn shit patronizing hellcrap KILL. I'm sick, FUCKING SICK of being controlled down to how i put my clothes away. she came into my room twice today, first to order me to take my clothes out of their drawers and then put them back in, and the second time, she herself took them BACK OUT of the drawer, unfolded them and threw them on the bed ( Read more... )