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dear crush-boy,

thank you for keeping your glossy brown hair longish and haphazardly cut- it falls so nicely down your beautiful neck.

it took all the self-control i could muster today to keep myself from leaning forward and running my nervous fingers through it.

xoxo,

that dork they call the a_N_tenna

ok, ok, not a gush, but a droplet: i got to sit behind him today, and therefore spent an hour and a half marveling at his lovely hands...


le *sigh*

my frard talked me into going to 80's night at neo. does this mean i have to dance? for inspiration?

if there is one thing i've learned in life its this: people will always want to talk to you if you're pretty.

no one gave a damn about me when i was ugly, and i was ugly all my life.

human beings are such vile and hypocritical animals that i'm often ashamed to be one of them.

(my deepest apologies to friends who i haven't...
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i am an ugliness with skin.









destroy me. please.

destroy me. please.

me myself and i (a vignette)
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Me: hey there stud, you're lookin' rather lovely today...

Myself: thank you. you're not looking so bad yerself.

Me: would you step inside my skin and give me a kiss dear?

Myself: *blush* that could be dangerous...i'd bite your lip 'til it bleeds.

Me: and now i'm the one who's blushing

Myself:...
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i see dead people.

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*and for my birfday brother N got me Floria Sigismondi's book Redemption, so now i can look at even more dead people.

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why am i such a tard?

by: the a_N_tenna

all that being around him serves to do is make me self-conscious, robotic, terse and apprehensive.

i don't wonder why these things happen, because i already know, i merely i think its absurd that they do. i nearly broke out into tears in the middle of class today at my inability to be a half normal...
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