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so i quit. saturday is my last day. go me ( Read more... )

krysti came through drive through today. she wouldn't even look at me. it really hurt my feelings. i said hi, but she still didn't even look at me ( Read more... )

it's kicking me and i have no one to tell about it.

"in the silence following the shattering impact, an even dozen oranges bounced and rolled in the dirt along the street, bright and promising like the best parts of a broken life."

some dumb bitch girl backed into my car today. took the mirror right off. bitch.

and i hate my vagina.
that's all.

161 dollars an office visit. sigh.

the first time he held my hand it felt like electricity. it took us so long to actually intertwine our fingers i knew he really cared about me ( Read more... )

I am an imaginary number
1i
I don't really exist
_
what number are you?

this quiz by orsa

oh and

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its a hard thing to realize that you're almost completely alone in the world ( Read more... )