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sad, very sad. especially during thunderstorms that look like tornados. now i feel the 3s: sad, scared, sick. i want to go to the 4h fair and wear a 3s ribbon. i should have not not eaten all day and should not have had aspirin and should not have had one mike's hard lemonade because i feel like an insane clown posse fan is going to come kill me. i ( Read more... )

here's a reminder that life is sad ( Read more... )

the more i get hurt and fucked over, the more bitter and hulkified i become. i'm going to become Julia Child: a petrified wood creature hunched over a stirring bowl of hydrogenated oil cake mix. in addition to being a lurker and smirker, i'm now a not so loping hulker (not by choice). i've been Hulk'd by life's gross ashton kutcher grin.

i tried to get a favorite-show-fan club-rory-gilmore-girls-6th/7th-season haircut/color to make me feel prettier or whatever ( Read more... )

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our guinea pig. the twitching is normal. it's called popcorning. wtf. he makes me laugh a lot. me talk pretty one day.

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our pre-easter celebration:

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i can't stop laughing at the puppet:

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