March 2012
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WHERE IS MY OLIVE OIL.
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NEVER MIND I DON’T HAVE TO GO TO TARGET BECAUSE CARDBOARD
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I have to go to Target.
I don’t want to go to Target, but I have to go.
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My roommate left the soup pot in the sink.
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Watching my roommate make soup in the kitchen. The kitchen I just cleaned.
If there is one speck of soup a n y w h e r e , there will be blood.
Facebook status: Will you be the fruit to my loops, the peanut to my butter, the ghetto to my booty??
me:
me:
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me: Ew oh god no thank you. -removes from friends-
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I have never been more utterly disgusted by a sink in my entire life.
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Eh.
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February 2012
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Dear Future Love of my Life,
Hey you.
It’s 4:24 in the morning right now. I’m wide awake, performing menial tasks (cleaning out/updating my iPod, picking up trash around the dorm, blah, blah, blah) and listening to calming music. You should know by now that this is a regular occurrence with me. And while I don’t expect you to stay up with me every night - I like my alone time, too, as I’m sure...
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I had this text post open but I had to do something and now I don’t remember what I was gonna say.
but I bet it was hilarious
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What if my favourite band was Air Supply
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to be honest
tube honest
tubé honesto
Tubé Honesto
That’s the name of my next band okay
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