Will someone please shoot me? I am, apparently, the Devil Incarnate and I'm deplorable. And after I thought things were going so well, and I was able to finally do homework, and I felt motivated. Now, I'm going to go cry for a while. Good evening.

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I had a weird night yesterday. I felt like I was coming out of my skin. I almost (almost) cut my hair, including bangs, but my mom removed the scissors. Then, I proceeded to paint my face white, cover my eyelids with black paint, and put on black pajamas. And I painted my fingernails blue.

In his masterpiece, The Divine Comedy, Gemini poet Dante Alighieri described Hell as having nine levels, each deeper in the earth and each filled with more terrible sinners than the one above it. Condemned to the eighth level, along with liars, pimps, hypocrites, and frauds, were astrologers. Yet in another book, The Convivio, Dante expressed a ( Read more... )

Hmm, that was surprisingly accurate. See! I AM hot under the sheets.