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are you there vodka? it's me, calli
I'm never drinking again.
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who doaenst go to class on the SECONTD DAY because thy're still durnk.
oh tha's right. me.
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I want to write and I feel like I have a million things to say but for whatever reason, I'm drawing a blank. I'm not exactly sure what I want to say or how I want to say it, all I know is that any idea that pops into my head is considered and then shoved back because I'm scared of any number of people reading it, misinterpreting it, judging me for ( Read more... ) -
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Last night Scarlett and I drove to fermi for the first time this summer. Packing a bowl in the passenger seat with just her in the car with me and both of us letting the White Stripes do the talking for us, I realized that that was the first time since at least last Christmas that I've felt entirely at home and at ease in this place. I don't like ( Read more... ) -
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there was NOTHING about tonight that made me happy to be home.
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hahahahahahahahaha
are you all going to start a cult now where you'll worship jeff tweedy and coach purses and revel in the fact that you are all so fucked up that you've essentially driven every sane person away from your little group?
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I have a second job at this artsy giftshop and I'm a total shopgirl. I think it's my calling. Lindsey comes to visit me every day and brings me a fountain sprite and she sips her diet coke and we gossip and wish that stacey and clinton would just base what not to wear in mackinac island because they would have the best time ever. When she's not ( Read more... ) -
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Racists are dumb. So are boys. I love lindsey and we got a P.O. box so you guys can send us funny letters and pictures and then we can do the same ( Read more... ) -
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My room has two HUGE spiders who live in the ceiling corner right above my bed along with a plethora of other mini-bugs, I have no screen in one window so cross-ventilation is a no-go, my blinds are broken so the sun beats on me every morning at 8 a.m. making it impossible to sleep/not sweat, we have no living room-just a kitchen with some random ( Read more... )