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What happens when I haven't been on tumblr in...
I get bored because I don’t know what the fuck is going on. & decide to go to sleep.
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December 2012
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starksfell: my favourite kind of friendship is one where there’s a mutual understanding of the fact that we both have our own lives so we won’t be able to talk or hang out all the time but when we do talk or hang out it’s like picking up right where we left off 
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Whoa, I've been neglecting you tumblr...
Sorry ‘bout that. I’ve been busy sorting through my quarter life crisis/ working so much I’ve become an accidental anorexic (10 lbs down in 2 weeks, scary, but I’m not complaining). Anyways, I’ve got 20 minutes to spare before clocking into Hell… Lets do this. What’d miss?
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Fuck, Marry, Get Drunk With. Send me 3 names.
They guys at work like to play “fuck, kill, marry” it pleases me to know I’m always the one who gets married. But probably only in that game hah.
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So a half hour ago I ate some peanut butter cup gelato, & just now I licked my lips …SWEET ECSTASY. Hey Lip Smackers, I’ve got an idea for you…
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matt-is-just-around-the-corner: Sometimes the sad truth about it all is that my love for you is as fickle as the next poem I write.  There are days where you are the sun, the moon and the stars I look at when I dream. Pages, they do turn even with absent winds— then there come the days when you are darkness and the ground I step upon covering trails and tracks with unsent letters. I fall for you...
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