October 2010
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our kitty died, he was 21 years old.
July 4th, 1989 - October 25th, 2010.
RIP you little Mitten, you annoyed the shit out of me for awhile.. but i will miss the times when you were sane and not suffering, fun loving and attention wanting!
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i fucking love soup and crackers.
i want to move to austin.
i had this whole plan of going to sleep early and then waking up early and then i couldn’t fall asleep and so now it’s almost one am and i wanted to wake up at five and then get dressed and eat real breakfast and then ride my bike to flying star to get all my homework done.. and now that probably won’t happen because i won’t be able to wake up early enough to ask my mom if...
when i read a good book i feel like i’m eating a good meal that never ends and then it ends, but the process of reading or eating is very satisfying.
now i’m hungry.
my thoughts are shaped like pizza
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