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... have I mentioned recently how bloody terrified I am of planes ( Read more... ) -
as of 12.52 am...
i'm nineteen, biatch ( Read more... ) -
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fuck
fuck fuck fuckkity fuck fuck fuck.
I'll give you one guess as to who's got an infection and is developing a fever on the night before her birthday
not to mention the day before she's supposed to travel
and the day before she has a job that fucking needs to be done.
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Since my seventeenth birthday, I've made a habit of putting together a list of goals to accomplish before my next birthday.
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fucking bumped off my fucking flight this morning ( Read more... ) -
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"Meg, life is like a box of chocolates.
It's going to kill you."
- David's brother, Ben. who has gone into chocolate-allergy mockery overdrive since discovering, much to his disappointment, that I can now tolerate Red 40, Yellow 5, and Yellow 6. -
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pardon last night's angst-laden ranty thingy ( Read more... ) -
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on a long and lonesome highway ( Read more... ) -
oopsy.
Most of the bathrooms at Sarah Lawrence are of dubious nature, at best ( Read more... ) -
insomnia and monsters
I was hanging upside down from the overpass ( Read more... )