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you got no time for the messenger; got no regard for the thing that you don't understand
I don't know where 1984 is. And I have a test on it on Tuesday (and an away game on Monday, so I was planning on reading it and preparing for the test over the weekend).
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Probably just going to do my stupid dialectical journal for AP English (which is legitimately the stupidest thing I've ever had to do) and ( Read more... ) -
our love is like the border between greece and albania: trucks loaded down with weapons
I watched some Degrassi today. Alex was a stripper in order to prevent her inevitable eviction; Paige got pissed and refused to date her while she was still ~removing her clothes for money~. Last night I saw an episode in which Emma was anorexic ( Read more... ) -
my love for you is like a thousand bright suns. is your dad a baker? cause those are great buns.
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I DON'T THINK YOU REALLY UNDERSTAND HOW TIRED I AM.
I DON'T THINK I REALLY UNDERSTAND HOW TIRED I AM.
I MEAN, IF I DID, I WOULD BE IN BED, RIGHT?
RIGHT?
IT'S NOT LIKE ANYTHING'S GOING ON OR ANYTHING. I MEAN, I'M GETTING MAD AT MYSELF FOR STILL NOT RESPONDING TO THOSE JEOPARDY COMMENTS AND STILL NOT RESPONDING TO BB ( Read more... )
