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Today was really mellow
I got out of bed because I don't want to disappoint the day by not showing
I feel at peace, after all these years.
I'm so ... I don't know, it's an unexplainable feeling, a little higher up there than contentment.
Last night I had to listen to a stupid solitude CD to put me to sleep. It was on repeat and I wanted to shoot every fucking loon alive.
I want to tell the world that I'm gay, and you're gay and your mamma's mamma is also gay. Which is cool coz I have the hots for your momma's momma.
I am going to rip out your tonsils with a pair of tweezers, or maybe a rusty gardening tool.
Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! , she said as she dreamed a thousand dreams, each as repetitive as the other.
I want to say thanks to My makeshift M&M slippers for falling apart thrice today.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, just like my mom.
You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you you're a moron.
I realized that organized religion was as fit as a can of monkeys when I was baptized.
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with my favourite Buffy fan-fiction piece I wrote last year when I was in hospital.
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I got out of bed because I don't want to disappoint the day by not showing
I feel at peace, after all these years.
I'm so ... I don't know, it's an unexplainable feeling, a little higher up there than contentment.
Last night I had to listen to a stupid solitude CD to put me to sleep. It was on repeat and I wanted to shoot every fucking loon alive.
I want to tell the world that I'm gay, and you're gay and your mamma's mamma is also gay. Which is cool coz I have the hots for your momma's momma.
I am going to rip out your tonsils with a pair of tweezers, or maybe a rusty gardening tool.
Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! , she said as she dreamed a thousand dreams, each as repetitive as the other.
I want to say thanks to My makeshift M&M slippers for falling apart thrice today.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, just like my mom.
You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you you're a moron.
I realized that organized religion was as fit as a can of monkeys when I was baptized.
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with my favourite Buffy fan-fiction piece I wrote last year when I was in hospital.
Created with the Gregor's Semi-Automatic LiveJournal Updater™. Update your journal today!
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