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Not looking forward to school.
Especially now that things are rocky with my best friend at the University.
If Chris and I don't seem to work out, I might seriously consider transferring.
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If I keep using Pinterest like this, people might think I'm actually getting married. Via someecards
So true..
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MY (younger) SISTER IS THE ONLY REASON I WOULD EVER CONSIDER LEAVING MY HOUSE 4EVAH.
//endrant.
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It's official!
I'll be presenting a paper I wrote over the film M*A*S*H this fall in Milwaukee.
I am already so apprehensive that I think I might be sick.
Yay.
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I am going to get my nose pierced...
soon.. My best friend mentioned a great place in Waco that does cheeaap piercings. So, next time I am driving down to SA to vist le boifran, I shall stop to get it done.
Surprise!!
I can't wait. :)
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me during the summer: is today wednesday or sunday
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Today's craft? Homemade gift bags using the Dallas Observer. Tomorrow, I'll buy twine to add handles!
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To Whom It May Concern (Specifically, the dumbasses who rejected my AmeriCorps application),
You must not realize how resiliant I am.
How tough I am.
For you continue to reject me even though I would be a STELLAR addition to your team.
But that is alright, for you forgot.
You forgot that no matter how many times I am rejected, shot-down, or threatened, I will not give up.
I see a problem in this world, and I intend to work my hardest to at least make it a little bit less of a problem.
With or without your help.
EDIT: Thanks for helping me keep things in perspective, Gabriel Gadfly.
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I need this on my wall. My mother always looks at me disapprovingly when I'm still wearing my robe after 4pm..
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leaveyouapen:
To the boys who write poetry, tempest-at-noon: who have much to say but To the girls who write poetry, who wear white dresses but come home splattered
take the extra step and watch their words grow into roses in ink, war-paint smudges across their palms because they spent the day writing
and galleries for the ones they love, who speak with pens of Love for the hearts too blind to read, who sleep in beds too big for one but fill
and ciphers, to these boys with thorns at their sides, who empty spaces with neatly-penned imaginations, to these girls who count the
pain with sentences and bleed with similes, who’d rather days in pages filled, who rhyme because they just don’t want to be forgotten, who
rip a page, than a heart. To them as they sit in the quiet, pause to break lines because it’s too hard to swallow, to breathe, through tears. To them
wishing they were, wishing as they perch themselves on windowsills, wishing they could speak, wishing the Boys
who knew. would listen.
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D'awwwww. This is the boyfriend and me. I love it. :3
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Oh hai der green monster smoothie!
(click for recipe!!)
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For le boyfriend.

Zachary Alvidrez, El Paso, Tx. This is my third tattoo, second of which being an octopus. This piece took 3 sessions of 5 hours, and one finally touch up session of 2 hours. It took about a year to complete.. payments can be a bitch. I love it, I enjoyed getting it, I appreciate my artist to no extent, and I look forward to getting more. Done by Carlos, Monsterland Tattoos, El Paso, Tx.
Follow me for more pictures and other awesome stuff.
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I would like these posters.
Thanks.










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Now that it's summertime, I need to start looping this on my computer.
Pride and Prejudice (1995)
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