60 seconds in a minute.
Just so you know, I'm going completely nuts without you. I have a raging headache, and I feel like it's all your fault because I'm
TGIT.
Last weekend, when was high, he called me a . And now I'm searching the ends of the to find as much as I can
Crystal Castles makes me very happy.
I haven't heard Air War in a very long time.
Anyways, I keep accidentally brushing my cut against things (remember when I chopped it chopping onions?).
Abra abra cadabra.
I don't even know where to begin. First, it's insanely hard to type with a band-aid on (There is SO a story behind that, of
Strange days.
I need a cupcake.
Today has been the most uneventful, uninspiring day of my life. I feel like a twenty-year-old misfit in the body of a


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