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I hate my internet browser, but I hate my computer more.
I hate not getting laid, but I hate Rob being gone more. (they're tied together, in case you're an idiot)
I hate people telling me I'm too skinny, but I hate thinking I'm getting fat more.
I hate my car, but I hate just the thought of trying to get my shit together enough to buy a different one more.
I hate periods, but I hate missing them more.
I hate school, but I hate work more.
I hate making lists like these, but I hate having nothing to do more.
These are the things that remind me of Rob:
the smell of car exhaust
the smell of weed
"sweet!"
"babe"
older mustangs
the smell of dirty car oil (mmm!)
loud cars
winstons
country music
"life's been good to me so far"
"the pina collada song"

These are the things I love: (in no particular order)
Robbie
my friends (sometimes)
my computer (it's a love/hate thang)
my car (in the way that I'm glad i have one)
my license (cuz it's valid)
my shoe collection
my ford hoodie
my 4 pairs of newer pants that fit me
my dog
dipping oreos in milk and eating them
sleeping in the cold
sleeping in the cold with Robbie
pink nailpolish
skating
making mix cds
my ugly afghan thing I crocheted
the box containing letters and other things from mine and Rob's relationship
pumpkin spice lattes
mustangs
my cell
laying on the beach
bubble baths
sushi
writing