Dear Pighead,
Let's start over. Please.

Hi. My name is Hillary. You look like someone I would like to know. Lets be friends.

Just give it time, little chicken.
Let the universe work its magic.... like it did last time.
But in a different way/setting.
April is almost here

guy friends are proving themselves to be more dramatic than girl friends.

why. me.

why. Italy.

universe, please. if you stop making me miserable, i promise ill stop talking so much shit. please.

*just keep remembering what happens after Italy in whisper of the heart. keep remembering, keep remembering*

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I really, really, really miss the simple times.
I really, really, really miss the times where just breathing didn't hurt.

I want my old life, my old plans, and my old hopes back. More than anything.

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I will continue to sit on this egg of possibility.....

but you can bet yo metaphysical existance that if this ends badly, I'm going to hold you accountable and insist on korean recompense.

fuck.
this.

....seriously.....

fuck you nonexistant fucking god.

I'm starting over. I am creating my new reality. I'm leaving shit for gold.

And it feels really fucking good