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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!

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Hey. Sup. Iâm Raven, your acid bath princess of the darkness. Iâm Tara. And weâre sitting here in Taraâs room rocking out to MCR and celebrating 2009 or the new year which we donât really understand why people are making such a big deal about it because really, one more year is one more year that everyoneâs closer to death (death). Whatever suit yourself humanity. Congratulations. Yeah, when youâre closer to death.
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations. - Anaïs Nin

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draw stick figures. sing off key. write bad poems. sew ugly clothes. run slowly. flirt clumisly. play video games on easy. you do not need to be good at something to enjoy the act. talent is overrated. do things you like doing. itâs ok to suck
ok dude, i know you wanna fuck the granny queen from a bugs life, weâve gotten your confession 385 fucking times, we get it, you love fucking old wrinkly ass ants, stop fucking submitting it.
Elvira.
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Iâve decided to be sexier in 2020. There will be with no actual effort on my part, l just intend to be perceived as such
Can we go back to sending love letters
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being intuitive is just like... i donât like this and no i will not elaborate
âAnything you want in love you should have. If you want someone to send you flowers just because itâs Tuesday, you should have that. If you want someone to write you love letters, you should have that. If you want someone who looks at you like the sun rises and sets because of you, you should have that. In life, we often have to settle for âokayâ or âgood enoughâ, love should not be one of those things.â
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This time around I will have everything I deserve.
âNational teacher shortageâ is a fun way of saying that the USA has made a passion driven job so ungodly inhospitable that even people who âjust care about teaching, not the moneyâ donât even care about teaching anymore.
god i wish i looked like what fleetwood mac sounds like

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Do You Wanna Get High by Weezer except on the radio in your best friendâs car, parked at a highway rest stop. Itâs raining outside and youâre passing a blunt back and forth. You begin to think that you hear sirens, but⌠itâs probably just paranoia.