June 2012
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May 2012
56 posts
I am trying so hard to hold all these emotions inside of me but I feel my stitches popping and I think someone’s been fraying them slowly as I continue to expand rapidly.
Once in a while I can release a bit—only a little at a time, mind you—but I’m not sure if it’s enough anymore.
This morning I am worried I am going to fall apart.
This post is just a small...
If you close your eyes and look towards the sun [midday] for a sixty-second interval, you will see the world for the next minute as though looking through 3-D frames.
Probably.
I did.
Not properly tested with controls—don’t quote me.
I feel like sleeping, or disappearing. not...
a) I hate catty girls.
b) I hate selfish boys.
c) just kidding I don’t hate anyone.
d) I don’t understand people.
e) I think this is why people don’t like me.
f) I actually really don’t understand social mores.
g) I understand people singularly more inherently and intuitively than most of you would feel comfortable with.
h) I am going to move to the Sahara.
i) Who...
Despite legitimately knowing better, I am such a damn fool. Consistently. Right now I want nothing more than to cuddle with Conner and go to sleep with nothing on my mind. I am so happy he is finally in my life. Please god let something else turn around for me.
dang
it is … WAY easier for some folks to make friends. My reservedness is plum buck getting on my nerves
coming from nola and living in bkn to work at uo doesn’t make you less of a true fucking fartbot, you chinless canker wonder, you. I just had to get that off my chest., because you’re a dick, and I never liked you, and there’s always a reason I don’t fucking like people, even if I am not immediately sure why.
