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IT'S TIME FOR HIGH BLOGGGGGGGING


that scene in the wizard of oz when the tornado is happening and dorthy can't get into the cellar- that shit is beyond terrifying. the possibility of natural disasters is such a huge fear of mine. i'm really scared that i won't be able to run fast enough, or i'll be sacrificed for the good of the whole or something. scary scary scary.

i love really moving movies, even if they are total chick flicks. my favorite thing in art is when like, a line is spoken or sung or a note is played or you look at a painting and it's something that's been in your head or come out of your mouth or something you've felt EXACTLY.

HERE IS WHERE YOU ARE


how do you go about a booty call. what is that.
the words "come over" at 1:20 in the morning don't really suggest anything but "i need someone to make out with me right now or i'll explode"
but i kind of wish they suggested "i just want company" so even if it is "TOUCH ME" (which it always is) the whole seduction process is a little more fun and if you get denied or don't have the balls it won't be awkward because you just wanted to hang out.
ABUHHH.


someone take a picture of me right now at this very moment!
CAPTURE IT!