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I meant to cut this when I copied-and-pasted it from my MySpace page, but it was really, really late and I just forgot. Either way, I think it pretty much just sums everything up. Hopefully, it's too ambiguous for those not on the inside to fully understand, but not too ambiguous for those on the inside to not.
( And this is why drama is bad for your health ) -
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Wow. What a horrible couple of days it's been. -
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So, in other news, I just got a fantastic idea for a new story.
And one of my characters has ended up looking a lot like a mix between
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I really didn't want to type this all out on the internet because I don't think anyone really wants to read about my horrible relationship with my brother. But, I haven't quite found the journal I want yet, the one if you will. And I'm picky when it comes to those things, so this will have to do ( Read more... ) -
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So there's this plot of land, somewhere in the US, called the "Garden of Angels." A woman bought this particular plot of land in order to have a place to bury 'abandoned and unclaimed newborns ( Read more... ) -
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I think I'm going to find myself a nice paper journal to write in. It's not that I don't want to write on an online journal, it's just that I miss the old, nostalgic feelings that only a paper journal can provide. -
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I hope to God that Ben Barnes never happens to walk within eyesight of me.
'Cause I will pin him down and do him so hard.
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Sometimes, I wish I could just throw something in my customers' faces.
I don't ever want another fat slob to come up to me and say, "Excuse me. Are we getting our drinks today?"
Because I will spit in your drink. Don't think I won't.