Pissed because I can't tell Vikka that I worry about her.
stalker?
maybe, I just know her really through what brit and james say and her journal posts I read.
Why should I worry about her?
I kinda know her.
not really.
but worrying is my fashion of caring.
fuckin' neurotic, blah.
One of those "I hope she won't die in the process of having a "fun" semester"
No, I should not worry about her.
Yes, I did attempt to text message her saying something like "Hey, wow, you've gotten on my worry list"
Yes, I didn't send it
Yes, I attempted an e-mail
Right, I didn't send that either.
Oh well.....
He never told me the story behind the hummingbird with one broken wing.
That accidentally broke the top of my teapot that holds my candles because there are several hairline cracks that make it not hold tea.
Tor'
read queenbees and wannabes.
right.
that's all for now, no more of this silly blog for a while.
i hope
slash think.
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