April 2011
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Quizzy-wizzy woo
What was the last thing you did before doing this quiz? Made some nom noms.
What would your parents do if you came home with a tattoo? Give me a lecture about getting old and regretting and not being able to get a job. But generally not care.
Ever purposely broken your iPod/phone just for a new one? Newp.
Ever kissed someone with a tongue piercing? No.
Gotten high in the...
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I’ve been at my boyfriend’s house for a few days and now I am full of cold. His ex blamed it on his water. I blame on his lack of bedding. He likes a hard bed with thin sheets and flat pillows. I on the other hand like a soft bed, fat layers of sheets, and lots of fluffy big pillows. We’re never going to work.
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Oh hai there Catherine ;)
There’s not enough room in the oven!
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Listen
Ergh, my legs are too long I don’t know what to do with them.
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filmyz:
City & Colour - Waiting
We don’t talk any more.
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My neighbour’s baby is kinda ugly. He’s short and kinda cute. Must be his wife’s genes.
I think it’s made it worse, the ice that is. My tv is on the blink. I’ve decided that I’m going down the the canal with my cameras and some bread and take some really good photos.
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The NHS just called me. I went on the symptom checker and it was recommendatory that they should call me :/
I got the call and they reckon that I have fluid in my foot. Yay. I’ve been told to apply ice to it but my foot is already freezing. fml.
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I think I’m putting off going to bed because I know I’ll be alone. No spooning will take place. This makes me sad.
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TMI Tuesaday →
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I’ve just noticed that the top I’ve been wearing for the past few hours smells like sex.
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Grr.
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It's well known that a cynic is just a crushed...
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sans-tete:
I’m so desperate to experience love. The kind of love described by Fromm, a complete transcendence of individual experience, where one becomes love, and thus becomes at one with the world and everything in it. I want to feel something intense and delicate at the same time, and destroy myself in the process. I want love that inspires creativity in me, a love without words,...
Some people.
A picnic in the park sounds fineeeee.
It’s about half 3 in the afternoon, I’m still not dressed. I’m still holding down sick from last night’s partying. FML.
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Only thing wrong with the Easter holidays: me having to tolerate shopping alongside all of these ridiculous girls who should be in school.
