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Ah, Bathfitter. I forgot my shower puff at the other place. I’ll have to get that tomorrow. These sunglasses were never meant to be. The first time I lost the arm to them, it was for two or three months, maybe more, and I found it in a purse the other day. Wore them today, and fucking lost the arm again when the glasses fell off on the bus. FUCK, I hate how much I loved those sunglasses. There’s no getting the arm back this … Continue reading

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Google is a nice taste of ass. Flickr is also on my shit-list at the moment. But if there’s anyone to blame, it’s myself. Bah. So I’ll say it. HI AGAIN! Have you missed me?? Obviously, since you’re here. I’m just that interesting. Getting a life should be obligatory for all, and I can say that, because I’m finally at the point where I could totally get one! If I wanted to. But I’d rather just sleep. But hey. Last exam was today, kids. Eight … Continue reading

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