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i am sick

i am scared of the dark

i miss my boyfriend

Emily: “Just a moment, I'm having a conflict with my own armpits… OK. This is… unmistakably vaginal! It smells like… a vagina. … I can't believe I'm sitting here smelling it over and over again, thinking about it! … It's not salty like the last one, but stronger. Very full-bodied, fragrant. It smells oceany, but without the salt ( Read more... )

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Earlier today, while walking about in the store, I heard someone shouting and I said out loud to myself, "Disperse, citizens!"

GOD. NEXT THING YOU KNOW I'LL BE PULLING OUT MY KEYS TO FOB IN RANDOM DOORS.

o shi

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I'm cooking pork chop sandwiches! :D

And I'm sitting here thinking about Borges and I'm just in a constant state of awe at how damn good he is.

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OMG I WANT MY FUCKING BOYFRIEND

Word of Warning. This post isn't very nice.

A short list of things I could do without as a Wal-Mart Associate:

1. Children. Hordes of terrible, shrieking brats infest the walls of that store, their skinny limbs constantly flailing, their paws always grabbing at merchandise, their mouths painted red with either a dried mixture of saliva ( Read more... )