aaaahhh, it's there, it's there!
From _kyri:
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad -- BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
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Omg. It's wednesday. I want to die. Joanne is ill. I don't know whether this is a good or bad thing. I don't know shit at all. I wish I could turn my brains off. Three more hours. Five hours until it's all over. Only five hours. I will survive. Hopefully without making a fool out of myself, heeeeeehe.
Aaaahh!!! Okay, okay. CHILL. FUCKING. OUT. I'll be fine. I'm not mad. Why, of course I am, but I'll be fine, perhaps even more so BECAUSE of my madness. Yes. Definitely. Am I annoying you? I'm annoying myself, but I can't help it. I mean, you can just ignore me or skip over my entries, but me, I have to live with myself for the rest of my life. How unfair.
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad -- BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
~~
Omg. It's wednesday. I want to die. Joanne is ill. I don't know whether this is a good or bad thing. I don't know shit at all. I wish I could turn my brains off. Three more hours. Five hours until it's all over. Only five hours. I will survive. Hopefully without making a fool out of myself, heeeeeehe.
Aaaahh!!! Okay, okay. CHILL. FUCKING. OUT. I'll be fine. I'm not mad. Why, of course I am, but I'll be fine, perhaps even more so BECAUSE of my madness. Yes. Definitely. Am I annoying you? I'm annoying myself, but I can't help it. I mean, you can just ignore me or skip over my entries, but me, I have to live with myself for the rest of my life. How unfair.