March 2012
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ma-the-meatloaf:
Bright Eyes - If The Brakeman...
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February 2012
59 posts
sixyearoldheart replied to your post: The craziest fucking day ever.
Wanna talk about it?
Not right now. Maybe tomorrow. I miss you. Fish fry Friday?
The craziest fucking day ever.
I don’t even know how to process everything that happened. It was too much.
Every time something good happened and it seemed like the day was gonna turn around and be awesome, something horrible just came and smashed it all to shit.
Never again. Please.
It’s nice to be home.
Pictures soon from my trip to Flagstaff, Arizona and Albuquerque, New Mexico :]
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Away.
In between the state
Of asleep and awake, I
Counted your heartbeats:
I stopped at fifteen.
How many will it take to
Bring you back to me?
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a break-up
builtforlowlight:
you don’t understand the off-key notes; the wrong shapes sizes and colors in the right places
and i can’t explain them
pbjpoet replied to your post: That awkward moment when…
AGHHH ASDFGHJKL; veronica
Hahaha Melissa :P I still love you, and I’m sure your poem will be 5x better than all mine combined :3
P.S. I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOOUUU
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That awkward moment when...
the guy you like gets excited because someone is gonna write a poem about him,
when practically every poem you’ve written for the past 8 months have been about him.
-________-
Didn’t wear a bra all day today. Win.
/smallboobsftw
Just ate the last of my bacon chocolate.
Yes, Cristina, I made it last that long. It’s probably the only thing I savor, because it’s so good.
On another note, I might actually pull off a B in my Nutrition class, but I’m still not so sure about Stats. I just want this over with. Winter session can blow me. NEVER AGAIN.
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Running late at work.
Again.
I literally, physically just cannot get to lunch or clock out on time on the weekends. Impossible. I don’t know how anyone else does it.
I just want to go home, cry myself into a nap, and then wake up and begrudgingly do my homework so I don’t fail my classes.
This has not been a good winter.
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I had to break up a dog fight at work yesterday. That was terrifying. That’s only the second dog fight resulting in blood I’ve ever witnessed in my life. I was calm during the ordeal because I had to be, but afterwards I was shaking like a leaf.
I would love to say it was this man’s fault for leaving his young daughter in the salon alone with three huge dogs, but it’s also...
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