| Pirates are cooler than ninjas. There I said it. Sleep, sleep, sleep. O, How you escape me. Some of you need to pay me for your t-shirts. The end. |
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| I once lost me faith in humanity. I was looking in a mirror. Habbakuk 3 was the only reason I survived this summer and as much as I try, I can not forget that. Sometimes I feel ugly and sometimes I don't. I hope this isn't forever. Jorge Luis Borges wrote la guitarra. It's a poem. It's a long poem... and I think I like it. (or at least I would if I knew spanish) When I was six, I used to dream about unicorns. I thought that when I got to heaven, me and my friend would each have one and we would ride over the clouds on them... Too bad I'm afraid of heights...and unicorns. |
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| Intentionality and Election of the Saints. My brain is about to explode (in a good way). Five days until the wedding of the century. Yay for cookies. The end. |
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| I slept fourteen hours yesterday.
I have a tenth degree sun burn and a killer tan line. Looks like summer's gonna pay off after all.
Sometime's God sends people into your life that restore your faith in humanity. (Then sings my soul My savior God to thee How great thou art How great thou art)
I saw a show about furry people today. It made me sad/contemplative.
I smell. |
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| I can't wait to go home.
Habakkuk, how do you know me so well?
Kristen and I had quite a hip day in Dallas! Especially when we tried on the craziest dresses we could find. It was quite...well...interesting.
Bought a Jackson Browne record today. Doctor my eyes.
I love you all.
Even you.
Yes, you. |
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