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I like how angry the rain sounds when you're coming from another part of town. The intrusion is maddening, the rain says. -
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I cannot think if bathing bug sleep. I'm typing in a way that allows wods yo form without my knew rink. I an it cra the. I seems I 'n mire reds
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God, this was a great stream if consciousness via autocorrect.
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If I live on olives and cheese, I may not make it onto chopped, and I may gain 100 pounds, but I will be very happy. Especially if they are garlic stuffed olives.
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Buzz. Slight pain in the teeth. When I was younger, I hated the dentist. There was something very artificial in the smiles and grape flavored foam. Now, I have to lie to them about flossing and wearing retainers.
Buzz. Our air conditioner works. I want to kayak and hike and camp. I'm trying to seriously consider the costs of retiring at 28. So far ( Read more... ) -
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Feel full, fine, done. You're dull, kill, fill, find. I'll love, indulge, dine, cry. Please be. Fine. Tonight.
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Dante's Inferno
"Before me nothing was created but eternal things and I endure eternally. Abandon every hope, ye that enter."
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Right now I am trolling my old journals and laughing. God, I was a mixture of funny, annoying, and just...young. But it is nice. Especially after reading through some of the tormentingly sad posts here. Where did all my young-ness go?! I have decided to stop drinking. I'm saying this in the fumes of a hangover, so who knows how truthful that ( Read more... ) -
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My bed warms me from reality. Don't look now, but it's coming over to greet us.
Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone.
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I really like that people still write here. It's much more interesting than Facebook. I haven't been sleeping well because I'm carrying around this anxiety about taking pictures for this photography project. I get really paranoid about wasting time, and it infects my brain. I probably just need a good run, a cup of tea, and someone to sit me down ( Read more... ) -
Sunday Mornings
It is very relaxing to be wake up in the morning and hang out by myself in a quiet house. I can hear a slight snore and the refrigerator running and myself typing occasionally. Plus, I am more productive, and I have found that I need to feel productive to be happy. There is a pshycologist who talks about this need to achieve and impress as a sort ( Read more... )