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October 2010

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DAY 25.

WHAT I WOULD FIND IN YOUR BAG:

nothing out of the norm.

Sep 30, 2010
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“They say kissing is the language of love.
Care to indulge in a little conversation?”
—
Sep 30, 2010
Reblog if you want to snuggle.
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September 2010

182 posts

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“Thomas Edison’s last words were ‘It’s very beautiful over there’. I don’t know where there is, but I believe it’s somewhere, and I hope it’s beautiful.” —Looking for Alaska by John Green (via samflynn)
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18406.) I told everyone I was over him. I even almost convinced myself that I was. I'm not.
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Have Faith In Me A Day To Remember
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Sep 29, 2010
STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS.

my light is too bright. i need a new light. it’s hurting my eyes. hurt. james. miss you. dad. miss you. cell phone is vibrating. i never feel like checking my phone. i never feel like responding, whoops. i just burped. i burp a lot. my mouth tastes like meatloaf. my mom makes meat loaf a lot for dinner. i get sick of it easily, but i never complain. lindsey rae baumler! i’m visiting you friday night, chyeah chyeah, and it goes on and on and on… i throw my hands up in the air sometimes. eight page final story creative writing exam. effects of infidelity. 93. you know. i should enter that for the joyce carol oates scholarship thing. because it was real good. real real good. campbells, chicken noodle, possibilities. mmmm mmmm good. let it snow let it snow let it snow.

Sep 29, 2010
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She Is Love Parachute

i lost my faith, in my darkest days, but she makes me want to believe.

Sep 29, 2010
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MATT BATTISTONI.

one of my best friends. just texted me saying “i just saw easy a, and the girl reminded me a lot of you,” and when i replied with “why?” he said, “she was nice and helped out everyone and in the end she got a really nice guy!” over the summer when all our friends were getting trashed, matt and i would always sneak out sober and take the cars and do doughnuts in big empty parking lots. we would always talk about how i was nice, and would always get fucked over by scum bags. matt would always tell me how i deserved a nice guy in return. obviously, getting this text made me smile very much.

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great picture of us… of course, i’m too concerned with food :]

Sep 28, 2010
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