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I could go on a depressing rant about how I hate my life, but I would be lying. I don’t. I love my life. I have a great job, a handful of awesome friends and up until recent a sexy-ass boyfriend.
I don’t have my life, my illness does.
Take your it get’s better bull shit and shove it up your ass.
I don’t give a fuck.
Nicki, this is how Marilyn Monroe felt.
i need a handful of those :/
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it would be swell if someone came over and curled up in bed with me and watched tv and had lots of conversations about nothing
i even washed my sheets today and cleaned my room come on
I needed this tonight, I wasnt worth it.