|  First, I started with this great story detailing my defense, and why it will win when you're finished hearing it.  Then I ate amped apple and lightning lemonade nerds and watched the lightning outside my window and felt amped about the fact that my defense does not matter. There was no offense to begin with.   No. Just xanga. I feel like it I suppose. It's nice to keep looking at nice things I've seen before. All very nice. |
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My life as constant hair dying.
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My babies died.
I burried them in the backyard, funeral included. The End. |
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| Wow I suppose I just don't like the internet anymore. 
This kitten lives with Sean, and likes to fuck with his stuff.
I like the cat though. We hang out sometimes. 
Riverside, a while ago.
I still wish I could live in the reflections and I think I always will. They look so staticishly deliciously charming. 
yo ho ho! 
I have two pet fish, as of...about two weeks ago. I'll tell you their names if you ask, I promise you won't be 100% unimpressed. ...they are beautiful fish though, aren't they?
Yes,
because they are my little wal-mart born babies :). 
This was warmth divided. 
I never said I didnt. 
Another riverside in frost. 
Soon to come, 4-20 celebrations. hahahahahaha. |
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| So! Any interesting things? 
Weeks of them. I think my camera is dirty. 
Or maybe just my car. 
Those are my dads hands. He makes things and fixes things. Like beds and tables and bikes. 
Michael, again. 
The facking cat! 
A while ago I found these sunglasses. And I'm not really sure if they look good or bad or whatever. And I don't really care, either. I just like them. 
"...for twenty years!" 
We painted Seans room on Sunday. Dark green, and I decided that my imaginary kitchen will be turquoise. 
And my hallway will be this color. ^ 
How strange. 
Yes, very. |
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