When I sit down to write, I fully intend on saying something worthwhile, or at least something that is close to me. But this blank page is so intimidating, and my thoughts seem to slip through my mind like a fistful of sand at the beach. I'm pretty much set on NYU thus far. And yes, I am aware at how much can change in a year. But I very rarely get
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wait, human contact just sucks. i am sooo deprived.
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i adore you, and i have faith that you will get through this.
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What a perfect sequence of words.
Beauty for me is lying around naked in sunbeams and braiding my hair.
It used to be how he made me feel.
You'll find a soulmate Rory.
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guess who is coming down to oregon city two weeks from this saturday ME THAT'S WHO.
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