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What's the point of makeup? I just don't get it. Also, what's the point of using tobacco? It doesn't do anything good for the body. At least sugar has calories, its saving grace.

I feel my anxiety over my money made me fuck up a deal I made over the internet. I didn't respond for two days or so, the guy withdrew his offer and I feel he may nrver speak to me again. I was supposed to send him $600 and 50 free poems along with it. By the time I wasn't panicking too much to talk to him on tumblr, the offer was gone. FML, damn it! If he doesn't respond, I may have to wind up paying more for a worse service. I'm really beating myself up over this. Sorry, Mbenga.

My grandmother died one year ago today. I found her corpse that morning. Many bad things have happened today ever since I woke up so damn early due to a 12-hour fuckup.

Anyone wanna be a beta reader for many fantasy story? I worked on it for a really long time. Criticism would be appreaciated!