100 Things To Finally Kill This Journal100. I have a constant stream of change within myself that shows no sign of slowing ( Read more... )

Well wouldn't early just be everything? It would just be darling, wouldn't it be? I'm sorry, I can't remember your name, you're the darling child of the darling parent, correct? Oh, yes, I thought that was you! Mmhm, I used a little more sugar than the recipe called for. Kids these days. My, oh my, sometimes I stir in my sleep thinking about what ( Read more... )

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I don't know, I'm just not myself anymore.

We went to IKEA today and I am now saving up to buy a lamp. After Emily dropped me off at home I decided it would be a good time to clean my car, as it was dark and about to storm. I pulled out all the ugly carpet my dad put in years ago, but can't vacuum up the dirty because our dust buster is mysteriously dead. I did find some interesting things ( Read more... )

I don't want to be here.
Anywhere near here.
I am completely done with here

I love being old. I love knowing my way around freeways. I love Collin's apartment. I love college art students. I love getting away from Waterford. I love being almost 18. I love finally loosing my attachment to this town. I love Pongo. I love Home Depot.
( The apartment was like )