December 2011
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Aren’t you just supposed to get more attractive and less awkward as you get older? Then why the fuck did my appearance peak at 14 or 15?
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I hate the world so much that I’ve spent my Christmas sitting in my room cleaning.
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Just so everyone is aware, I am cutting off all of my hair in 10 months.
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You know something is wrong when you’d rather sleep then get up for Christmas morning.
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Sleep is a decent anesthesia.
The side effect? Nightmares.
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About to share a 3 hour long car ride with a hyper 4 year old, a 12 year old who acts like a toddler when he’s with the 4 year old, and 4 very drunk adults.
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I’m leaving tomorrow.
No one miss me too much.
Hahahahahayeahfuckingright.
Now. To spend a week sitting in a hidden corner of a boat and drawing and painting and reading and avoiding bathing suits and sun.
Or. Meeting friends and getting drunk and having fun but ignoring their Facebook messages and texts once we all go home. And still avoiding bathing suits and sun.
I don’t want...
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I kinda just wish someone would miss me for once.
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Come up to meet you, tell you I’m sorry You don’t know how lovely you are I had to find you, tell you I need you Tell you I set you apart Tell me your secrets, and ask me your questions Oh let’s go back to the start Running in circles, coming up tails Heads on a science apart Nobody said it was easy It’s such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy No one ever said...
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I feel so lost without my sketchbook.
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I’m trying to scan pictures and my scanner keeps saying “Connecting to PC” but I have a Mac. Awkward…
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“Okay, here it is, your choice… it’s simple, her or me, and I’m sure she is really great. But I love you, in a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me.”
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“Maybe we like the pain. Maybe we’re wired that way. Because without it, I don’t know; maybe we just wouldn’t feel real. What’s that saying? Why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop.”
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explodingdiode asked: LIZ, get yo ass on facebook
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What I’m almost always doing at 11:30 on a Sunday night:
Eating mac & cheese and attempting to do calculus homework.
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I almost just went and smashed that so I’d stop remembering whenever I used it.
But then I’d knew I’d cry and hate you even more.
Why’d you do this to me.
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You’re not that fucking important.