| oh spirits of awesomeness
hear my plea
finals are upon us
and we shall drink tea!
...but you will not be invited to our tea party unless we get A's. so jackson and i better do well. |
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| i hate it when i take a break from stroking my huge ego. i realize i'm no more notable than some dumpy blonde STD that makes for an interesting story. when i become just another story, i better be a damn good one- non-fiction, and captivating as hell. |
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| perhaps sylvia plath hated being pretty and hated being a woman because she realized her work had the soul of a cocopuff. for forever being a generalized subject of literary greatness, but never the source, here's to feeling sorry for ourselves, perfections and all. |
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