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May 30, 2012
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Dysfunctional family, totally normal.
May 27, 2012
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I’m still here.
May 18, 2012
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Crumbling.
May 17, 2012
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May 17, 2012
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When I am lonely for boys it’s their bodies I miss. I study their hands lifting the cigarettes … the slope of a shoulder, the angle of a hip. Looking at them sideways, I examine them in different lights. My love for them is visual; that is the part of them I would like to possess. Don’t move, I think. Stay like that. Let me have that._Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye. (via brightlywound)
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May 12, 2012
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May 8, 2012
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Gahh
1. Is this the best year of your life? It’s been pretty good, not the best but I’m making it work
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May 8, 2012
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I’m sick.
Liz’s graduation is on Thursday. Also have off work that night.
I get my thigh colored in on Friday.
Hanging out with people after work on Friday night.
Mucinex please save my life.
May 7, 2012
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May 7, 2012
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My name is Mariana. I am the grumpiest 22 year old girl you will ever meet. I like bones and skeletons and anatomy. Outer space.
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