October 2011
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Sometimes I wish I could disappear.
Since I’m invisible anyway.
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ambien story time: stop getting in my business...
expectations for when i come into work:
reality:
people getting in my face and telling me i need to smile more and i look sad:
expectations:
reality:
basically, i feel like this:
while trying to mask my crazyness with this:
single. manly. tear. instead of my weepy crazy girl bs. ugh i’m falling asleep.
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Dogs never bite me. Just humans.
(marilyn monroe.)
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