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i have 6 art essays to write.
and i'm already stuck on the first one.
i dont know how to get into it. ha. ah fuck it.
whatever.
I had so much fun with Lawra, my smackheart, on sunday.
i've never laughed so hard about twelve year olds without vaginas. "WHAT'S UP!"
and pretending we were from The Used.
And those stupid girls that thought that guy was hot and we pretended to be nice.
oh and my house, missing link. oh and my holiady house, Flinders street.
iloveyouuuu!
i miss katja.