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It is unfortunate that I happened to read this post of Goose's Matt just as Aimee sang
So I'm bailing this town
or tearing it down
or probably more like hanging around

for it served to reinforce the fact that instead of doing anything whatsoever productive this week like living out Great Gatsby-esque fantasies in front of gorgeous sunsets, I did nothing but forget to change my pajamas and get fatter and fatter.

I'm sweating in places you don't even have on your body right now. (Actually, this is not true. It is cold in here.)

Other things that make me depressed: Goose not coming to Toronto.
The fact that I'm all worked up over a 6-page EASY English paper (like, grade-school easy) and some unread anthro assignments, when high school kids have about a thousand times more, and more difficult homework to do, as do my so-called peers. They have valid complaints. I do not.

Must stop looking at Tour pictures. If it's possible, and you know it is, I weigh twice as much now as I did then. And I wasn't a lightweight then.

Blah blah blah, shut up, moron. ::makes sarcastic jerk-off motions in the air::

Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:13 AM | shower me with attention