October 2011
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September 2011
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Tomorrow is my 19th birthday.
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my british literature teacher speaks anglo-saxon
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I wish I had otterpops.
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pommes:
hobbies: taking stupid pictures of myself on my webcam.
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it’s quarter to seven and I’ve been up for nearly two hours
this always happens on the first day of school
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so I got both my contacts out on the first try, yay, but apparently I clawed my right eye in order to do it
now if I could have the whole eye removed, that would be nice.
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Dancing.
Expectation:
Reality:
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my kittens are in that “it’s cute to claw and bite everything, right? especially your headphones and shirt and toes, right?” stage
it hurts.
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Whatever became of the moment when one first knew about death? There must have...
– Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, Tom Stoppard (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
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