February 2012
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We were on his bed and my blonde hair was pushed up onto a pillow revealing a pink birthmark on the back of my neck. I was laying on my side staring at the grooves on the door and the paint chipping off around the lock. “If for some reason I have to get a face transplant and we become estranged, this is the kind thing I’ll tell you about to prove who I am. I’ll lean in close...
notapittancetopretense asked: Can't tell you how much I liked your Berenstain write up. Clicking the heart didn't seem fitting at all.
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Working on my resume but all I want to do is...
I’ve been thoughtfully crafting together my collection of professional words to buy me a happier life. It’s hard though, when all I want to do is stalk style blogs, cuddle, post photos from the museum and draw pictures of cats in party costumes…I’ll need all the support I can get.
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newmexicoheat asked: i just wanted to tell you that i absolutely adore the way you write.
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Cold showers.
You don’t know what hungover is until you go to work without washing your face. I believe that you can become hungover by not washing your face.
Jenelle and I hit the town last night. French fries and macaroni broccoli at Luna Park, beers at Casanova, drinks on the patio at Zeitgeist, and an Americana circus band at PublicWorks. We fit four drinks perfectly into four hours. At the end of...
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