| i'm eating pudding out of a cup and wishing i didn't have this dreadful fever.
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| FOURTH OF JULY MEANS
BBQ BEANS AND COLLARD GREENS.
love makes up for all the heartbreak i encounter.
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| i want to fill my life
with.
poise.
laughter. and ambitions
but for some reason i'm stuck here with dirty hands, dirty feet, a mouth that runs dry at the mention of fault, and visions of mermaids.
( i don't know when, but a day's gonna come)
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| blahblahblahblahblahbla.
i hate being sick
i hate the flu.
poopy poopy pie.
i also hate being on the internet while i'm sick and not being able to type or anything like that.
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| off to clean my room and go to church.
i'm wearing a dress, too.
i'm so excited.
but my dress will be over jeans. duhz.
i need it i need outside sunny church. |
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