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Jul. 23rd, 2010

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Get a tumblr.

I think it's finally happened.

Among other things, apparently Livejournal and I are over.

Jul. 14th, 2010

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Jul. 12th, 2010

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RIP Sam Slick.

I should've been there. I'm sorry.

Jun. 30th, 2010

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I am going to set fire to all the beautiful lies you ever penned into existence.
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Airfare and hotel have been secured for Vegas.



Jun. 29th, 2010


Silly hats only.

I keep trying to type "hats" and I keep accidentally typing "hates". I feel like this is telling of my personality.

There are so many things we don't even think twice about doing as children, and as adults wouldn't even CONSIDER. It's sad. Why aren't I as much fun as I used to be? Why does adulthood have to be about creaky bones, degenerative diseases and sitting on a chaise lounge talking about those damn kids, their rap music, and why they won't stop throwing the frisbee near your head.

Being an adult sucks. I need to go run through a sprinkler fully clothed or something. Bleck.

Jun. 23rd, 2010


I'm not proud..or tired

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Jun. 22nd, 2010

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I can't stop singing NOFX

I just threw myself into Johnson's pond. In my underwear. In the rain. At night.

And it was AMAZING.

I hope you choke on toxic shock, you fucking douchebag.

Jun. 20th, 2010

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Sometimes I wonder..

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What our weddings will be like. What our kids will be like. If our kids will be friends. If we'll all just go our separate ways.

I want a lot of things I never thought I'd want.

It's fathers day- I'm going to get takeout for my dad and I from Gregg's later and we're probably going to watch movies all day. He's out getting me a coffee right now because I'm sick and immobile. I should be getting things for him. Goddamn I love my father. Some dads know what they're doing.

Jun. 18th, 2010


I feel watched.

I accepted her request. I asked for advice from some on the matter, was given opinions from others without ever asking. It's all moot anyway. It is not an invitation into my life, it's not an open door, an outward reaching hand. It's not a brick wall either.

It is what it is. It's something I feel was necessary, couldn't be avoided forever, etc etc. But you know what they say about what happens if you give a mouse a cookie. That mouse is going to be all up ons your life and criticizing your hair, body, skin, words, boyfriends, clothes, and anything else she an scrutinize via internet. Or something about a glass of milk. Either way really.

People in my family are dropping like flies. My father and his mother haven't been speaking for the last three years or so and she's gone now, leaving their issues unresolved forever. I recognize that I am my father's daughter. I'm stubborn, an excellent grudge holder, and I don't feel the need to love many people.

I don't know how to love my mother. Maybe she'll find this off my facebook page, maybe she's more web savvy than I give her credit for. Maybe these words will be the knife stabbing her in her gut. Maybe she won't understand what she did.

Maybe I won't be surprised.

But I can't change who I am. And I am not someone who loves unconditionally. There is only so much a person can take before the door slams, before they become a brick wall. The bricks are stacked, but there's no cement yet. This is your last chance.

Don't fuck it up.

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