I would just like to say that teenagers who soak tampons in vodka or give themselves beer enemas... if they die... oh well. Just clearin' the path for someone who might actually cure cancer.
I quit my job. I have never been so relieved.
I start my new job Monday. I have been more scared, will less riding on my ability to do well.
I love my boyfriend.
My dog's breath smells.
(But I love her, too)
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