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Laughter really is the best medicine.

I have a bracelet that says “Inspire” but I love it more when I’m the inspiree.

The Bloggess (officially my favorite person in the world that I’ve never met… although I personally feel we were MFEO) recently posted a bunch a texts from a friend who she felt needed a blog or twitter. Scrolling through them … Continue reading

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You’re Welcome.

I love my family. Every time we do something together, I find myself laughing to tears, or ducking under the table because of an off color statement. To ween you in, I’ll quote my mother: Mom: “I used the standard … Continue reading

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I choose now.

The thought of the week is: Never write something if you don’t want it to live forever. I was scanning through a few of my journals the other day and for a few minutes I sat. Staring at the spiral … Continue reading

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Recommend a Hobby.

I guess today has been interesting. This morning I hypothesized with reasons “a” “b” and of course “c” as to why I personally believe my boyfriend’s room mate was going number two [insert pensive expression here]. After my conclusion, I … Continue reading

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It’s different now.

I’ve been asking myself a lot of questions lately. What do I really want out of life? Ever since I was little I’ve wanted to throw myself into dangerous jobs, something exciting. But now that I’m older things are so … Continue reading

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Progress

I’m completely mixed up right now. I’m happy and want to be mad or I’m frustrated and want to be happy. Somebody deck me in the chin. Just walk up and start swinging. In reality I’m in a place where … Continue reading

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I want you dead.

Whenever I find happiness, some sort of destructive act of God occures to steady the score. My birthday weekend was amazing. Twenty-seven hours of nonstop fun and what happens at 4:00 a.m. the next morning? My entire ceiling crashes down … Continue reading

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