January 2012
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mostly this year i realized how much i hate cheer and the coaches and the program in general. and high school, i really hate high school. also that i can basically only rely on myself and God. and that things pretty much never will turn out the way i hope, so i should stop expecting them to. so yeah it was a really good year obviously.
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I joke about it, but really it sucks to be spending new years alone. again. yay me.
December 2011
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lol when a post i made over a year ago about my lack of a love life is still relevant.
friend: i got an A on my calculus test
friend: i got a hot boyfriend
friend: i had so much fun partying this weekend
me: one time i got four notes on a text post i made
Anonymous asked: you're really beautiful! stunning!
Anonymous asked: why do crackers have tiny holes in them?
Anonymous asked: who closes the door when the bus driver gets off?
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get up in my business. →
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i have a lot of new clothes and i really want to wear them and you’d think hey tomorrow’s new years wear them to wherever you’re going yeah i’d think that too but since i don’t have plans tomorrow that’s going to be difficult.
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antiqu4ted:
how come people don’t care about you unless you are incredibly pretty or insanely funny?
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do not pity the dead, Harry. pity the living, and above all, those who live...
– dumbledore
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harry potter. the boy who lived, come to die.
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[walks into chair]
me: sorry
chair:
Sometimes I feel like a rock has more of a love...
Life lately,
beautiful-musings:
has been a lot of backspaced text posts. So yeah.
Jeremiah 29:13. It's been a while since a verse...
aprilcollins:
When you come looking for me, you’ll find me. Yes, when you get serious about finding me and want it more than anything else, I’ll make sure you’re not disappointed.
ashleydonahue:
I miss trees and snow and leaves and friends and fireplaces and starry nights. And being free. Running around and little adventures and pint-sized risk. Feeling like I can be myself.
I hate being home.
I hate that I hate being home.