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So yes, I'm going to say a few things right now and I'm going to mean them. Probably more than a few.Sometimes I hate myself and everyone around me. I ruin alot of things, yes, I'm an idiot. I want to marry Ben Gibbard. I really wish I had a breakfast sandwich. I'm a pretty good friend to those whom I feel like I need to be. Also, I'm a sweetheart to those who I am intimidated by. So, if I'm extra sweet to you, you scare the shit out of me and make me feel plenty inferior. I hate people who play things off like they care, and then they do something to counter it. I should pass out more often. I need more people to talk to. I hate the fact that my new pants are too big. I hate the fact that I have to go to the doctor's and get a pelvic exam and a shot in the hip. It's really hot, and it's gross. Milk gets so nasty in the heat. SLUTS ARE MY FUCKING IDOLS, but I hate them. Obviously I need to get a fucking life. I swear too much, sorry. Ian tells me not to swear, I'll try and keep it to a minimum. I feel terrible. I'm awful.