September 2011
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“Well I remember what sparked my love for you. It was while we were walking to Navy Pier. I believe at some point you grabbed my hand. That did it.”
I seriously don’t deserve this.
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Oh yeah, we won our game seven to five.
I almost cried. Probably will tomorrow or during sectionals.
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Buying books is immensely comforting. Maybe I won’t read them immediately, but...
– vagabond (via blua)
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I’m getting attached.
I hate this.
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I like deep conversations.
supjerbear:
The ones where you can just sit down with one of your close friends and completely spill out your thoughts/feelings. Like how you’re doing, what may be currently bothering you, what’s stressing you out, etc. And the best part, getting feedback or advice from that person you’re talking to that might actually understand what you’re going through. It makes me feel less alone, and...
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We live in a world where we have to hide to make love, while violence is...
– John Lennon (via dirtcrumbgoddess)
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I’m in an extremely good mood.
Even though English 101 and PNC is a bunch of bull carp.
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I’m doing a counter culture collage for art and we need magazine clippings, but the only magazine clippings I have for that are on my wall.
I don’t want to take them down. :c
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I’m tired of almost dying at every game.
I landed on my gimp knee and my rib smacked the ground.
But I was told that I always just roll over and immediately get up~
I have to ride the bus for the next month.
Fuck.
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