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I spent a little over an hour making this in photoshop. Hooray for tutorials! I keep coming back to this scarf. Now that I live in Los Angeles where the winters are for the most part non-existent ...
My head is still reeling. Ahhhhhhh, I feel so alive! It’s good to get out. After my 10am and working at the TV station, I hopped a bus to Santa Monica. Naturally this had all been planned ou...
If there is anyone in your life that you must forgive, instead of seeing them as someone who has hurt you, try to see them as someone who was sent to teach you forgiveness and thank them for this pre...
Today’s my last day of being 18. I have a giant essay due the night of my birthday. We are neglecting this. So there’s this kid in my film class. And I say kid and I mean he’s pr...
For some reason this popped into my mind while walking home from the gym. When I lived in Tennessee, my dad and I would do this thing. We would go to Wal-Mart, be-grudgingly. Before they built the...
I felt stupidly alone today. Actually I just woke up this morning in a teeny bit of a funk. And it wasn’t even because I woke up from a dream about people from my past or being in someplace in my l...
So I’m snuggled under the soft sheet of my raised bed. Got Polly, got my little IKEA lamp, and things seem good. My window right in front of me is possibly my favorite spot in the room. There’s a ...
I am not you. I’m never going to be you. I am myself. I’m only ever going to be myself. I know I tend to think otherwise, but I could never be happy being you because I would never be...
Would you like to know what my summer has primarily consisted of? Apart from ending sentences with prepositions, I usually sleep in, don’t bother getting dressed [and a lot of the time not sho...
Hi-low! Atonement over there in the dooblydoo? Yeah, that’s a lie. I’m not really reading that right now. I think I only put a bookmark in it. I’m working about four days a week...
We should be lovers! & that’s a fact. Though nothing would keep us together. We could steal time… ___ This is probably the worst movie I could have chosen to become enthralled with. ...
Heylo, kiddos! My mood swings are atrocious. One moment I’m driving home from the library, wallowing along to some Ingrid Michaelson–the next I am bouncing around my room to blog and pu...
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Lost your sense of fear, feelings insincere. Can I be your memory? So get back, back, back to where we lasted Just like I imagined I could never feel this way. So get back, back, back to the disaster...
So I had planned on coming here today and writing about prom. And instead I just got really sad all of a sudden. I haven’t felt this sad in a while. At least I know where it’s coming f...
My body seems to have turned against me. Today was the worst it’s been all week. I always forget I get allergies this time of year. & when they hit me, I’m whiny and complainy and ...
Someone in the comments asked for me to write about this. I thought that was nice. My whole town basically clears out for this week off school. Everything is dead by Saturday. I’m one of the...
It’s essay time again. And of course I’ve waited until the night before to write this. I’m not going to complain about that because, you know, it’s already been done, and th...
You sat down by me when that tiny lunch table was spilling over with people. I had had to pull up a chair to sit down there. Yet we still ended up being the last two. Me picking at my full fat van...
It is all about trade offs. I’m going to have to be a bit more conservative. For example, denying myself the following: + … will bring me one step closer to affording: +
Myspacin' it in the wee hours of the morning, no doubt.
I feel as if I float around in a detached state of consciousness lately. I can’t decide if it’s unpleasant or not. I’m having difficulties concentrating in general though. My min...
I don’t want my blog to become my pity party. And I know that this is only my second post about this. But I already feel like I’m whining and begging for attention. I woke up this morni...
When I was sitting in the back of the Blue Bomber, my head leaning against the seat, tears slowly streaming down my cheeks, my entire body shaking uncontrollably, I started mentally formulating this ...
Hello. I need a cookie. Multiple ones, I’m thinking. Do you ever have those times when you feel like something bad has happened or is going to happen, but you’re not exactly upset about...
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