I picked up every last bit of my stuff. We ended up going to Perkins. I told him he's had plenty of lies and over those 1 year and 10 months I've never once had a secret, never once told him a lie; entirly clean (minus the Lopez thing). I said, "I can only hope you've learned from your mistakes".
And I was entirely pleasant.
Sarah Pansy Mundy is my

So no one comments on my livejournal. It's cool. I guess that means it's pretty private.
Buying a photo album did nothing but grind into my conscience that I REALLY need to get my stuff back from Tyler. I'm calling him in one second. Wish me luck.

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I want to crush him until blood pours out of his eye sockets.
I want to see his skull smash on concrete.

I am kind, and patient, and I can take a thousand beatings, BUT DON'T YOU DARE EVER TREAT ME LIKE THIS.

I'm fuckin' dying, guys.
What will you say at my funeral?

You should have grown up during the twenties


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I've commited college suicide.

DEAD.

Someone please have tea with me after work? Please?

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This is Willie, the newest member of the Broseph household.


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