I'm drinking hot chocolate.

I want to hang out with Amber.

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Hmmmm.

Last night I was having a lot of really intense dreams.

My first dream was about Adam getting full custody of his son, so Ethan moved in with him at our place and Brian and I went to look for a house.

We found an awesome house, three floors, fireplaces, huge windows, we had perfect curtains, everything.

I guess in dreams that's the selling ( Read more... )

Step 1: Put your MP3 player or whatever on random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 20 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song.
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 4: Strike out the songs when someone guesses correctly.
Step 5: Looking them up on Google or any other ( Read more... )

Blah blah blah blah blah.

I want chicken noodle soup.

Here we go again.

I don't like getting bent about this.
I don't want to be.
I can feel it coming.

Please stay away.

Please come with me.

You know now how I feel about this.
I told you.
No longer negligent.
Sure, it's not your choice.

It's not my choice either.

Why can't this be easy?
Surely, it means something.
To you.

Right?

Get out of my head.

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