I feel ill. And I wrote a poem. And Estevahn Cadena is my manwhore now. Yay for wonderful dark-pale skin and Greecian curls.
We are learning mythology in English, and the teacher is an idiot. She is awkward and nervous because of foreign deities, and the beautiful names, Mnemosyne, Persephone, she turns into horrible syllables. It makes me angry
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so yeah, maybe i'll talk to you someday soon? and it'll be lovely=)
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Don't bother calling, as I'm not at home. But we can keep in touch this way. I love you so very much, Caity. So, so, SO much.
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