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1 month ago
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God damnit, John Green.

Why must you hurt me so?

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That awkward moment when your fever breaks right when you try to go to sleep…

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Maybe not.

Bad day is bad

Errybody.

I made a rant blog. So… unless I forget. They’ll be there, not here. 

If you so desire the URL (for whatever reason)… just ask for it.

Not ashamed or anything. Just.. there are a couple people who don’t need to be reading stuff, is all.

And I’ll probably just start reblogging non Andrew things. Who knows? We’ll see. Anyway. 

Go follow her. Kay? Kay. She’s awesome opossum. 

7 months ago
2 notes

OH MY GOD. I’M GOING TO DIE TOMORROW.

  1. Airport at 11 AM
  2. School to pick up binding at 12:10.
  3. Write a thirty second intro that explains the tone and back story to Sea Wall.
  4. Print the entire thing. 
  5. Bind it into a book. 
  6. Go to my eye appointment at 2:40
  7. Pick up glasses. 
  8. And I have to buy a fucking suit. 


The trials and tribulations of actually… you know. Perfecting the damned performance before I do Sea Wall six times this weekend.