February 2012
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welp. dead computer again.
I won’t be on often if at all until it’s fixed.
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Fifteen minutes left until Clueless is finished downloading.
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darkestofsin replied to your post: I’d rather let someone vomit in my mouth than be…
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I don’t know if you’re telling me that you don’t want to be friends with me or if you’re agreeing.
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I’d rather let someone vomit in my mouth than be friends with you again.
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Oh Dear Me! // Shakey Bones
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Reminder:
I put my cigarettes in the tool drawer.
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I’m just going to play music and keep playing until I can’t feel my fingers anymore.
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I give up. I don’t understand why I do this to myself. Why is it so difficult for someone, anyone really, to talk to me? Am I really that fucking unimportant of a person to always take a backseat to everything in everyone’s life? I’m so tired of living in my fucking head. You’d think I’d get used to it considering how many times it’s happened. But I’m an...
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Welp that makes me feel pretty shitty.
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Talking Shit About A Pretty Sunset // Modest...
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I’m definitely wife material.
If not for the simple fact that I’m a great person, most of the time. I am an amazing cook.
“Don’t hate me, Top 8 me.”
– Sylvia Plath
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It’d be nice if I could sleep.
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I hate having to go outside to smoke. Too much work to put on shoes. And a jacket. And sometimes pants. I don’t care if the door is five feet away. On the bright side, it’s supposed to rain today, which means I’m going to be in a fantastic mood. On the downside, I broke all of my nails at work. And my back really fucking hurts.
“Cautiously, I allowed myself to feel good at times. I found moments of peace in...”
– Charles Bukowski, Let it Enfold You
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I have to work at 830. I hate my job. Atleast I have 3 days off after this.
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Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Nasum in Chicago May 18th.
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I love that my brother comes down here to visit and basically drops off his fucking dog and bounces. I swear to fuck, if she pees on my carpet I’m going to put her in the oven. I don’t know how many times she’s come into my room and hopped up on my bed. It’s almost like she’s just begging me to tell her to fuck off. She’s an asshole.
waqt asked: Just been through a lot of your blog and I love it! also, Boner Jamz '98 is the greatest tag ever
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I went and had breakfast/lunch/dinner with my mom because I hadn’t eaten all day and just woke up fucking starving. The restaurant was full of dirty fucking drunk bitches. Why do people find it necessary to talk at a decibel audible to a dog 400 miles away…in an eating establishment..about how you just puked all over the bathroom and it was purple. Oh, you’re a stripper at the...
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“We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane....”
– Chuck Palahniuk
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That moment when you know someone is ignoring you but don’t want to say anything to make yourself look even dumber.
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There are fucking bread crumbs all over in my bed. I don’t eat in my fucking bed. Why do people decide it’s a good idea to fucking eat in someones bed? I can’t stand that. No matter how many times I say “Eat your fucking sandwich somewhere else.” It is always eaten in my bed. I’m going to vomit this is so disgusting.
