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Youths eyes oversee truth Captained by a world of hatred Too young yet too old A thin line of reality “To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it's about, but the inner music that words make.” Truman Capote

Monday, March 1, 2010


Okay, so other than quoting ratatouille for my title, GAH-HA! I'm so messed right now. I think I had the worst weekend known to man kind, yet it was still awesome!Met a really awesome person, realised I REALLY didn't want to date my girl crush and found out my ex is still a fucking whore. ALL THE WHILE DEALING WITH REALLY DRUNK PEOPLE!! UGH!! Sometimes I hate teenage years.

Anyways, everything else is pretty mediocre. the most interesting thing is that I've constanty been texting this guy. UGH, such sillyness.

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