sleeping without you is like sleeping in vines.
a pathetic flip to flop to
finding nothing comfortable
about you being gone.
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she melts and mends. all the pieces scatter and shatter. and then they fit right back together.
hi. welcome to the unread ramblings of a girl with nothing important to say. this doesn't stop her from sharing all her meaningless opinions and observations. she swears. she can't spell. she binges on cake and vodka.
"people blog because they think their lives are more important than they actually are".
- me, october 22, 2007, to shannon after she told me about a shirt that says "no one reads your blog". i told her i want it. and i also want a shirt that says "i blog, therefore i am".
"people blog because they think their lives are more important than they actually are".
- me, october 22, 2007, to shannon after she told me about a shirt that says "no one reads your blog". i told her i want it. and i also want a shirt that says "i blog, therefore i am".
look! i am on Twitter! Now you can see what i am doing right this second!
i can't get enough
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- more soup days please
- a few things that tick me off-september
- really
- i could really go for some right now
- apples and rain
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- no more thai food for me
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- husband working late
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- "oh what a day to be dainty"
- ready for soup, but i will miss the blackberries
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- for my mom
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- look but don't touch
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