tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73528062011-04-21T11:35:57.142-07:00Stuyvesant Parkernoreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352806.post-1087587259359812672004-06-18T12:34:00.000-07:002004-06-18T12:34:19.360-07:00

Don't want to go to work today. I wanna sit around and be lazy and feel sorry for myself. I didn't wake my ass up early enough so I didn't get to do laundry, so I'm going to have to wear previously warn scrubs to work. That makes me feel grody. Jesus.

Stuyvesant Parkernoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352806.post-1087552036224206992004-06-18T02:47:00.000-07:002004-06-18T02:47:16.223-07:00

It's like I see God, but I don't know what he looks like.

Stuyvesant Parkernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352806.post-1087551884868204002004-06-18T02:42:00.000-07:002004-06-18T02:44:44.866-07:00

I'm so fucking sad and lonely right now I could kill someone, if not myself. It doesn't help that, for the first time in years, I've become obsessed with an actress to the point of feeling like I'm deeply in love with her and if I never have her, life will not be worth living. I hate to be this pathetic but I can't help it. I'm sure I'll be fine when I wake up tomorrow. It doesn't help either

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