March 2012
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February 2012
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I’m so beyond stressed out.
I need to get so many things off my chest.
So many people need to hear what’s happening inside my head.
But I can’t find the words.
Why have I always been so quick with wit, comebacks, & opinions, but when it comes to my internal feelings, I shut everyone out.
My mouth needs to form the words that my heart is feeling, and it needs to happen...
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Goddammit, Jin & Sun.
Why do you have to be so fucking adorable.
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alileelies answered: If you go back to the person who pierced them in the first place, they’ll try to not go through scar tissue.
See, that’s a problem. Because my friends dad owns a tattoo/piercing shop and he did them for me. …. In New York. So. That’s a no-go.
But I mean. Even if you have different entrance/exit points than before, wouldn’t you still have the same...
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Why must Simply Apple
be so goddamn amazing.
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Lately I’ve been really missing my nipple rings. Like. Why did I have to lose them for surgery? They weren’t operating on my boobs, jeeeez.
Has anyone ever re-pierced their nipples?
God, I bet it hurts significantly more. Fucking scar tissue.
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Horror movie buffs: LISTEN UP!
So I’m kind of a movie whore.
& I’ve been craving a decent horror movie lately.
I’ve seen a lot - but I would reeeeaallyy appreciate some suggestions!
p.s. I love blood and guts, so don’t hesitate to name gory ones. ;)
So followers: what are some of your favorite horror movies?
succuubus asked: I would purchase every album from a band called Black Vanilla Frappucino.
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Yeah, I listen to Mozart’s Requiem
while reading at Barnes & Noble
on my break and sipping
a vanilla frappuccino.
What.
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Dipping Oreo’s in Cinnamon Toast Crunch milk is pretty much the best.
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Feeling particularly empty.
& equally alone.
I feel like writing.
Maybe it’s time to break
out my purple notebook.
It’s been awhile.
