January 2012
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Two days form today will mark the one year anniversary of my mother’s death, and while I want to be blackout drunk for the occasion, instead, I choose to spend the day with one of my friends instead of wallowing alone in my room. Oh, there will most likely be wallowing, but under the disguise of crying while watching a Disney movie.
I’ve been going through jewelry boxes for the last...
December 2011
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Things Are Getting Better. They Are.
I’m trying this new thing called responsibility this term. That being said, I’ve always been a fairly responsible person. For most of my life I’ve relied on myself for entertainment, and I kind of had to learn a lot about what it means to be responsible when my mom was diagnosed with cancer. This term, however, I’ve been tasked with more projects than I’ve really ever had before.
I’m taking a...
October 2011
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September 2011
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I am 21, and that letter that I was waiting for came—in the form of a scrapbook filled with pictures of me and my mom as well as a two page actual letter. I couldn’t be happier.
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The U.S. Mail is a Cruel Bitch (Birthday)
I will be 21 in a few hours when the clock strikes midnight on September 24th. However, it must be noted that I wasn’t born at midnight 21 years ago, I was born nearly a full 24 hours later than midnight, at 11:07 PM. I still celebrate the 24th as my birthday, though I spent only 53 minutes alive and separate from my mom way back when.
I think about this a lot on my birthday. I think about...
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AND I'M BACK!
August 2011
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Yesterday I went to work after sleeping all night...
fuck.
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It's so depressing when I think about all the...
What’s the point of dating someone who wears girls pants if it doesn’t expand my wardrobe?
July 2011
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Dear Friends,
I’m ready to go back to school. I miss my friends more than I thought possible. I miss bringing them snacks at midnight, hungover writers meetings, and having food forced upon me by multiple people when I have one of my patented “Low Blood Sugar Toddler Moments”. I have a family up at school, and scores of people who act like my big brothers, keeping the creeps away from me as...
I know I shouldn't take it as personally as I...
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Facts that I would like to reiterate
I have re-evaluated my skills and I feel that the only place that they would actually come in handy would be as some sort of handler for a band on tour. Why? Because i’m mothering. I’m really great at pciking up friends from parties when they’re plastered and getting them home. I know how to convince a drunk person to just go to sleep instead of destroying a TV or running...
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CRAIG HAS THE TV SET TO RECORD TWO SHOWS SO I...
Those shows: Deadilest Catch and Auction Kings
What the fuck?
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I have no musical talent.
But I still want to go on tour.
I make excellent cupcakes, I usually smell really nice, I have been informed on multiple occasions that i’m really comfortable to nap on, and I’m used to cleaning up after people.
I can play the tambourine.
So if there are any bands filled with extremely attractive (pale and frail) guys who need this position filled on their bus, hit me up. I’m...
Watchcossiamsococky:
bing-bong-brothers:
high-fivingamillionangels:
“Sara…… No, not with an H, ew. S-A-R-A.” I was seriously just about CRYYYYING laughing.
Jimmy, throughout the entire video, I don’t even know.
He’s just perfect. That’s all.
I’m sorry but I have been laughing about this forever . The way he says “SARA” is just too funny hahaha
I am in live with him.
Because I'd rather be the size I am now and enjoy...
Thought you outta know.
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Please just tell me that Harry and Ginny have...
I wouldn’t put it past them.
The person who is your icon is now in your bed.
bothlightanddark:
katiebug445:
keepchuckalive:
straightupbittch:
sassysairs:
Well. I’m my icon right now, and I am sitting in bed. So this is in fact TRUE. Sexy.
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Do people at funerals a favor, don't actively try...
It’s difficult to accept myself sometimes. I find fault more easily in the person that I’ve become and the person that the rest of world sees on the outside. I hate admitting that. I wish I could easily just give myself leeway when I screw things up—but that’s never been my way.
I’m legitimately scared about going back to school. I’m terrified of crashing and burning—of failing—and...
This is going to be an interesting year, but for...
thefriendlyogre:
(The shack is my home at school)
I hope you realize that you’ll be living on the complete opposite side of campus form me.
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Fun Fact: Most of the coffee mugs in my house have...
I have no idea how I didn’t notice it before today, but it’s true.
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Things I do not like about being an adult:
It’s apparently not okay to wear any clothing with cupcakes on it.
Mis-matched socks somehow clue someone in to the fact that i’m slightly unhindged, while I just thought they were a sign that I was to lazy to pair them up.
Dishpan hands.
Trying to figure out what the hell I’m going to make for dinner while i’m at work (and I’m only 20).
Discovering grey hairs in...
There is a bird outside my window that sounds so...
Ah. Nature.
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You know, just trying to get some shit done while I listen to Foxy Shazam. Mostly creeping on Tumblr, waiting for my melatonin to kick in (because I think I’m the new Slayer, I’ve been sleeping like crap for months), beating myself up about the fact that I’ve been home for 3 months and I’ve yet to completely unpack my clothes…
I maintain that this just means that...
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I really want a tattoo that looks like needlepoint...
This might be going a little too far in the “I like crafts and I’m a failboat” category of my life though.
If Harry is a horcrux and basilisk fangs destroy...
narcissa-black-malfoy:
OH SHIT, YA’LL.
I want to see what makes you "You" on my dash.
I want the positive and negative. I want a glimpse of the beauty that sets you apart from the world. I want you to know that you are a snowflake. I don’t want the bullshit. I want honesty.
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Let's Discuss Parenting
I’ve never been a good student, especially in high school—where I spent most of my day worrying about whatever fresh hell was brewing back home—and frankly I’m surprised that at some point I didn’t have to repeat a grade, because I just didn’t see the point in doing homework. Ever. I’m smart. I am. And that’s not me being full of myself and annoying, but I am smart, and all my teachers knew...
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I’ve got this hope-chest thing in the basement. A few summers ago, my mom and I started collecting pink Pyrex bakeware from the 1960’s. They’re kind of awesome. And every antique store we went to(and my mom shopped like it was her job), we would see if they had a piece that I was missing. The last thing we bought together was this rare set of four nesting mixing bowls. ...
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5 Facts
1) I have to turn my bedroom light on before I open my closet door—It’s not like there’s room for anything or anyone to be creepin in there (not with the amount of shoes I own), but it’s a remnant of my childhood.
2) I sleep with my television on, muted, with an eyemask on—I’m not crazy, I just can’t sleep in complete darkness unless I know I have the...
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