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i leave for huntington beach tomorrow for a much needed weekend retreat.
i've been in the worst of moods today and i seem to be effecting all those around me, as usual.
i always manage to bring everybody down with me every time i show even the slightest bit of drowning.

for the past twenty-four hours, i have tasted bile in my throat.
i am just flat-out nauseated.

t k h f i o r i g o e n t u s i . t f k o s i s y n y u h t y o l h k k h s o u n t i t m c a g h g t g w t u i f t e a o y s c e h o u f c s e a a l c g f n i e o l w y u o h h h c n b f n r u w ? k b o u s i o u r n w e k l o v n t m o i o y n t a e k d e r d e a a f t o f y e s c c s

i have run myself into severe exhaustion with the lack of sleep ( Read more... )

i love the rain with every fiber in my being ( Read more... )

my shameful anger always turns into a much more mild-mannered, uncontrollable darkness and seclusion ( Read more... )

vons sells forty-five piece bags of the radberry assortment of now and laters ( Read more... )

the dodgers took the wild card in the national league ( Read more... )

i just want to leap through the air full-bore, dropkick you in the chest, then fucking ram an elbow into your face.
step off and stay away from them.
you disgust me.
i will chew you up and spit you out before you knew what hit you.
i will tear you to shreds at the first opportunity given.