May 2013
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I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of...
– Clarissa Vaughan, The Hours (2002)
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listening to cruel angel thesis gets me hyped while simultaneously wanting to vomit and kill myself.
mostly the latter.
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lost my sketchbook. this is my worst nightmare. T T
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god damn it as soon as the sink gets fixed now theres a mouse in our room.