it's official:

buying things for myself is truly the cure for depression.

( yesterday's purchases... )

i feel like a pit of writhing cancer cells.

i HATE activating people's library cards ( Read more... )

i've aquired a nasty habit of saying idiotic things, asking idiotic questions, and just being an all around dolt. and it's just getting worse.

does anyone know of a cure? i'm desperately seeking and end to the sour taste of foot that constantly fouls my palate.

also, my hands have been sweating like cold glass of lemonade. i wonder if there's a

christopher reeve died today.

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if i think i'm mentally ill does that mean i'm not?

at this very moment, the very computer i am typing on is connected to my darling little ipod ( Read more... )

JESUS FUCK! THEY SHIPPED MY IPOD ( Read more... )

a few nights a go my boyfriend had a dream that we had a child together. he said that at first he was terrified and resentful towards the baby, but when he picked her up, he instantly fell in love with her ( Read more... )