February 2012
6 posts
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So if you want to be with me, with these things there’s no telling we just have to wait and see. But I’d rather be working for a paycheck than waiting to win the lottery. Besides maybe this time is different, I mean I really think you like me.
January 2012
13 posts
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I hate this feeling. I hate that you have control over how I feel right now.
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January 17th; approximately 4 AM.
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When you stop caring about everything.
December 2011
36 posts
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Modest Mouse // Life Like Weeds And we know that...
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P.S. Eliot // Cry Uncle
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I freaked myself into thinking I had to go to the hospital again tonight. I hate this growing anxiety. I hate this body.
