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The real world is slowly invading my tumblr, and it is so weird. -
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It comforts me--in a kind of unintentionally mean-spirited way--that thin, pretty girls are sad too. -
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I can't breathe. I'm sleep-deprived. I'm throwing away my chem grade. I can't even drink this coffee, I feel so sick. I don't know if I'll survive these last four days before spring break. -
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I went to see Remember Me in theatres today. It was incredibly powerful and moving and just so damn good. It shook me up a bit. I'm not going to school tomorrow. My head aches. I don't have the energy to go on. -
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I don't even know what's wrong with me, but this episode of iCarly just made me start crying. -
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My social awkwardness has gotten a lot better over the years, as it does for most adolescents. It's a lot easier for me to talk to people, interact with people, stand up straight, not fidget so much, not mumble so much, not feel so embarrassed than it was four, five years ago. But romanticism is an area that has received zero improvement. Flirty ( Read more... ) -
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I'm so tired. I need to go to school. I'm going to be late. We do too many projects in genetics. -
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I have so much to do, but I just want to sleep. -
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I don't feel better. I feel stupid and dramatic. And I have no idea what staying home from school tomorrow again is going to solve. I'm just avoiding it. Avoiding school. Because I hate it. And I never want to go back.