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It may have been two. I'm not sure if I imagined the second one or not. Maybe they weren't shooting stars. What if it was something bad? Next stop: Paranoiaville! Told you I'd use it.

Whataburger is cramping my style. I'm summoning heroin chic back.

Supposedly, my myspace account has been deleted. So I'm trying to sign up for another account. But that isn't working either. Boo to you, Tom. Boo to you.

I want to be your muse.

I've decided to be healthy. So hello green tea, exercise, more horse pills than I can swallow, weekly check-ups that involve the removal of my blood, sleep, and sense of humor. I owe it to myself to not waste away. I'm going to do my homework and show up to class. Work, and get enough sleep. Oh, how I missed being such a nerd ( Read more... )

My father is being angry.

Omfg. I feel like such a fucking n00b!! :*(

Wish list = Crutches :*(

P.S.

We had class today?!

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