it feels like an old sunday which is completely unbearable.
fuck ing wat er work s.

i'm just so sad.
and i know it'll get better but i just wish i could get there without being here first.
which is probably just making me sadder.

i bought the hottest pants today.


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two:

is the number of cigarettes i've had since saturday.
and the number of nose bleeds i've given myself
(in the same amount of time).
and how many mondays my boo bear has been west coast living.

i want to be:

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1. YOUR REAL NAME:
jessica erin perry

2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first 3 letters of first name plus izzle)
jesizzle.

3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color and favorite animal)
yellow koala.

4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (your middle name and street you live on/or neighborhood if it's a number)
erin van cleef.

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isn't it funny how losing control just feels like falling asleep at the wheel.

i had SUCH A GOOD TIME tonight.
dancing is, quite possibly, the most cathartic thing on the planet.
that is, of course, aside from crying in the shower.

(mine's not a haiku).

chasing my tail, all the time.

dear you,

i'm already counting the minutes until you come home and you don't even leave til monday.

yours forever and always,
jep


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i hate waking up at 5 o'clock in the morning
[to find]
you didn't come home.

( late )

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becca asked me what it was like to be in love with someone for an extended amount of time.
and i had, what i think was, a concise answer.
i know that saying the words made me even happier than just thinking them would have.

someone stole my hair straightener during the new years bash.
it's kind of like, really?!