April 2012
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Got home Tuesday, unpacked four days later..
And I’m eating dinner at 11:40pm! Break can’t possibly be nearing its end. Because I haven’t touched any of my homework yet… Too much laughing and napping and not enough sunsets and inside jokes.
Apr 1st
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Apr 1st
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March 2012
Mar 31st
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Mar 25th
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Mar 19th
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Mar 19th
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You know I believe in how →
krispiekristie: I’m angry at the world because my pears taste like nail polish. The canvas of my arms is covered with bruises and marks, reminding me why this is the kind of art I love and why while other people are cruising through life I’m busy wondering when my own will start. And I sit here stuttering and… FAVORITE. Guhhh I am physically tearing up
Mar 19th
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Mar 18th
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Mar 18th
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IT'S FREAKING PI DAY.
My utter excitement, even at this late hour, is self-explanatory.
Mar 14th
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Last night I watched Michael's Last Day,
and I just completely broke down; all 36 minutes of it were filled with bittersweet agony. I ran out of tears. How can anyone be expected to watch the show after getting their hearts broken like that?
Mar 12th
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Mar 6th
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Mar 5th
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Mar 4th
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5:41am
Still working. sigh
Mar 2nd
Mar 1st
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