February 2012
So tired.
So confused.
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It kind of sucks when people take their shit out on you just because they know you’ll take it.
But then again, can you really blame them, if you’re the one who takes it?
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I get to the point where it’s unbearable to get out of bed every semester, but I kind of count on it to come after the midterm mark.
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Where the fuck are all of these Fleet Foxes covers coming from?
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Working at an office with Macs equipped with webcams means never having to leave your desk to reapply lipstick.
Thanks, UNM!
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My sister’s boyfriend gave her roses. “I don’t like roses, anyway,” I whispered to the dog.
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Is my sister really listening to “Animal I Have Become” right now?
Wat?
Wat.
Go here. →
Love me.
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I wish I cared as much about my school work as I do about this unofficial biography I’m writing about my friend. Without his knowledge.
Not sure how seriously I’m going to take this “clothes” blog, But here it is.