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the longer my hair gets

the less i care about you.

and its getting pretty damn long.

today was my first day of work, which wasnt nearly as bad as i had expected. everyone was super nice to me, and i dont think i made too many mistakes (then again, working dressing rooms isnt THAT hard...)
i work again tomorrow, so that should be fun. I think my manager likes me- he said to me "ms. combe- excellent first day", which hopefully means ( Read more... )

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( brilliance is all relative )

ive caught a cold.
a terrible one.
if youd like to bring me soup
or dasies
i would be okay wit that.

while im awake
and the rest of the world sleeps
ill hope for a phonecall
that will make my day night

( if only i could tell him )

ive decided not to put up with petty bullshit anymore.
perfection is in front of my face, and im too damn scared of my past to realize what could work.

june 13th is sacred... and he doesnt even know the light he brings. do i tell him?
hes not perfect, of course not. but he could be- for the me id like to be someday.
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san francisco was a blast ( Read more... )