I really hope I'm smarter than the people working at this pawn shop because if not I just bought a 90 dollar paper weight
I think I'm only afraid of driving while alone. If somebody would die alongside me in this imagined freak accident then everything feels fine
Bought a book from a guy in Nebraska and this was on the first page. Maybe it was never meant to leave
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I’m not very smart or talented or beautiful, and my soul is the size and shape of a bullet which shoots through everything I love. But it will be all okay.
Woke up with pins and needles on the top of my head so intense it feels like I'm about to have a stroke
















