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Just. My heart. I'm so glad I was able to witness something so amazing.
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Dear Self,
STOP REFRESHING YOUR FLIST. THERE IS NOTHING HAPPENING THERE, OKAY?
Instead of being slightly odd and reading random people's journals, why don't you shower? Yes, I think a shower would be a great idea. Up and at 'em!
Love
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It took me three hours to get through my flist. I LEAVE FOR FOUR DAYS AND YOU ALL DECIDE TO BE ALL... INTERESTING AND SHIT. NOT COOL.
Except, you know, I secretly love all of you.
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ugh, my bio is really lame. am i going to change it? nope.
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ugh.
Dear uterus,
I HATE YOU.
Yours sincerely
Me
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not cool, subconscious. not cool.
i keep having dreams in which people break into my house and watch me sleep and whisper things in my ear. i have also taken to peeking around corners at night in case people have actually broken in. this is not cool.
ETA: OH MY GOD. So, wow, I just freaked out royally. About 10 minutes after I wrote this, I was walking past the study (my sister was ( Read more... ) -
christmas cards!
Yeah, this is really last minute. *shrugs*
Anyway, I'd like to send you a Christmas card! Yes, YOU! Give me your address! I will send you a card, possibly one with oddly frightening angels on it!
All comments will be screened, in case anyone is scared of weird stalker-type folks. (Heck, I know I am.)
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*iz tired*
It has been a long day, flist. For reals.
I actually woke up at a normal time this morning (about 8am) and was all set to do prductive things (eg. wash my hair, which takes forever because it's a bitch to curl in) and clean my room etc. Then I decided to check my flist "really quickly. really really quickly". Then it was 11 o'clock. STOP BEING SO ( Read more... ) -
Nonsensical poetry.
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results.
I could talk to you for days
I traded fame for love without a second thought
Sucker, love is heaven sent
I comb the crowd and pick you out
It's been the longest winter without you
I can see it in your eyes, you're scared
You're showing in ( Read more... )
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