Anniversary time
Where we can celebrate all the anniversary type things, like the slow ebbing away of the love in our union, the awkward silences that will haunt us through the dinner, and the passive aggressive hatred that will consume us both until one of us dies.
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In other words, happy first birthday to this journal! Yay one year. Although, it was more like... six months and a bit, after which I got a massive writer's block and a burst of sudden unexpected walls of no confidence.
And anger and Hulkish keyboard smashing. That too.
But thanks to anyone who still reads this journal. You guys are awesome, and much more awesome than me. Like, God wishes he was awesome as you, because your awesome makes people blind and walls crumble with soul-crushing intensity. The epicness you induce needs whole new dimensions to keep it all in. That is how awesome you are.
Here's to a hopefully more active year. You are all now entitled to go get drunk because I told you to.
Snog people up trees. Eight would.
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In other words, happy first birthday to this journal! Yay one year. Although, it was more like... six months and a bit, after which I got a massive writer's block and a burst of sudden unexpected walls of no confidence.
And anger and Hulkish keyboard smashing. That too.
But thanks to anyone who still reads this journal. You guys are awesome, and much more awesome than me. Like, God wishes he was awesome as you, because your awesome makes people blind and walls crumble with soul-crushing intensity. The epicness you induce needs whole new dimensions to keep it all in. That is how awesome you are.
Here's to a hopefully more active year. You are all now entitled to go get drunk because I told you to.
Snog people up trees. Eight would.