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and then sunday came along and stepped all over my face. how very cute.
there is something about sundays that make me feel like someone is dying. i spend the entire day with this terrible knot in my stomach and i am sad and nervous about everything. i hate it.
sometimes i wonder if something is wrong with me. like, really wrong.
meghan, thank you for being there and stuff. remember that i will always be there for you, whenever you need me. i will always go and sit at hudson's and feel awkward with you. :)
there is something about sundays that make me feel like someone is dying. i spend the entire day with this terrible knot in my stomach and i am sad and nervous about everything. i hate it.
sometimes i wonder if something is wrong with me. like, really wrong.
meghan, thank you for being there and stuff. remember that i will always be there for you, whenever you need me. i will always go and sit at hudson's and feel awkward with you. :)