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Tuesday, October 13
she shared @ 4:30 PM

if my spirits and morale had a face, it would probably look spastic. cringed and distorted, a result of swinging from one extreme emotion to another. only when spending time alone with him the almighty up there, do i feel at ease. extreme ease, till i fall asleep sometimes. hah. anyways, work has been a bitch. a fully manicured bitch with crisp corporate clothes and expensive heels who just got transfered in. yup, that kind of bitch.

on another note.. i've a slight idea of what i want for christmas..



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