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| *needle in a haystack* "I speak to you in riddles cuz words get in my way."
i do what i want
i love to laugh. i like to stay up late. i love hiding candy wrappers under heidis rug with jizzy..and finding them months later. i hate fake people. i NEVER say things that i dont mean. i love confrontation. i love sneezing. i love backrubs. i like being sarcastic. i love looking at the stars. i love boxing tore. i love reciepts on fire. i love it when people sing to me. i love wearing socks with flip flops. i love playgrounds. i hate lies. i love rain. i love when people dance like nobodys watching. i love lamp. i loooooove music. i love lattes with caramel and hazelnut. i LOVE cuddling. i would love to know what color is inside your head when you close your eyes and what you dream about at night when you sleep. i love my family. i love stomping. i love pop rocks. i love solution 13. i love when my tea bag is daaaaancing. i love my cousins. i hate missing people. i love making jen see stars boxing, i love playing volleyball (TEAM WOPNER), i love kickball, i love vidyas (MARIO fucking TENNIS), i love the 4th of july, i love camping, i love when my toe is really sore, i love it when joey touches my sack just so i say dont touch my sack, i love watching movies or listening to music that ive seen or listened to many times before, and finding new things that are awesome. (like brick and the banana, or luda). i love going to coffee shops. i love how my friends call me the gnome. i love that you read this and youve read this all the way to the end. |
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So I realized today the magnitude of the amount of people that smoke cigarettes, especially young people. I must say, it makes me very sad. So sad, in fact, that I would do nearly anything to eliminate tobacco from these people’s diets. To illustrate the magnitude of sadness I feel as a helpless bystander, I sign off as so:
peace,
Sadface Jessica
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