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i love relating things. i love that yesterday, i spent about one hour outside of my house. today i spent 3 hours outside. the rest are spent indoors with grey's anatomy (which i just now finished.) i dont feel the least bit bad about any of this, because i ate lo mein, and cried, but all the while, did not smoke one cigarette. tim jackson says run on sentences are run on thoughts. i would really like to move back north. this is me trying to get over a boy.