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[pookykabuki]

I am addicted to texting on cellphones.

I want out of my house.

I have painful cravings for shopping for shoes and handbags. PAINFUL.

Someone, please, please, stab me in the ovaries so I can never recreate a near-copy of myself. Ever.

Comments

[corker-.livejournal.com]

I suggest drowning any handbag craving with chocolate.

Kiri says:

[(Anonymous)]

Make sure you don't go over your biiiillll.

ps- I got the job but I decided I don't want it anymore, so I'm just going to call them and say "I am not coming in for training today or ever. I am far too hungover from my friends Friday The 13th Fantasy party and will probably be hungover for at least three months because it was so killer!" Because basically I want to party and make more than $7.20/hr with chance of higher pay because of comission opportunities. FUCK THAT! ANARCHY FOR LIFE!

[biffanypears.livejournal.com]

You can't have your ovaries stabbed, how will we make babies to rule the world with?