April 2012
March 2012
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I slept for twelve hours last night. That was good, and I woke up feeling rested. I had two dreams: one about me running away to live in Colorado with Maureen (who left me to go back to New Milford, resulting in me calling my mom and begging for an airplane ticket to go home.) The other was about the person I really, really don’t like at all, and how she was sitting in my kitchen talking...
I will not vomit from stress if it kills me.
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Sex Tip #56
When your partner is least expecting it, steal the Declaration of Independence.
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What It Really Was
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It wasn’t that you made me leave the cast party before we were even seated.
It wasn’t that you completely embarrassed me in the car by, not only making us leave the school before everyone else, but by screaming at me about how you’re over drama, about how you’re sick of doing this.
It wasn’t that you told me that if I didn’t knock it off, I...