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Dear Wind ( Read more... )

I cut you out of my hair, boy.

College is like high school except there aren't bells and your teachers are allowed to swear and say they don't like you.

I don't know how to be with you. I don't get your logic (or lack thereof). I don't understand why you do the things you do. But I also don't know what I'd do without you. You keep me on my toes, and I love it.

I'm wired like a boy.
Fair enough.

Other news: Switched schools. Moving out. Quit a boy. Got a job. Now vaccinated for meningitus.

1. I love finding old mix cds.
2. You're going to become a bad habit, I can already tell.
3. I'm pretty well adoring my new job at Maurices.
4. They had bubble tea at the fair. The fair was gross as always. The tea was sensational.
5. The boy is getting chalked up to a lesson learned. The whole situation is dumb and unnecessary.
6. James and the giant ( Read more... )

Hopefully a sign of things to come!
:)

 One step forward, ten steps back.

If I could have just felt everything I'm feeling know last summer I would be in a much better place. Everything is hitting all at once that I'm leaving, that I'm not ready, that I do/don't want to go Southern, that I'm not quite sure what I want out of life yet, that people change and sometimes you don't or sometimes you do and they don't, that ( Read more... )