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Daily Memoirs, Reader's Digest Condensed Version.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Touch me: Prove that I'm real.
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Cara
Baltimore, Maryland, United States
I’m a senior graphic design major & book concentrator with a soft spot for letterpress, swing dancing, contra dancing, and bunnies.
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Your hands eclipse my fingertips.
Frantically changing outfits, one last time.
Still running, still running on empty.
The clock ticks on. I surrender.
Murphy's Law: Story of my life.
Bought a plant, feel healthier already.
Ate nothing but cookies all day.
We're not in third grade anymore.
There are penises in my homework!
Loud static does not art make.
These shoes were made for dancing.
Not interested in you, just bored.
Met a Jewish Doctor. Go figure.
Touch me: Prove that I'm real.
Faking it gets easier with practice.
Hold me close, I'm drifting away.
Clean room: Key to uncluttered life.
Starting the week ahead, for once.
You and I are Welcome Here.
Romantic Comedies, Whipped Cream, Ladies Night.
No Boys Allowed This Valentine's Day.
No, I am not your girlfriend.
Nostalgia, while generally interesting, frightens me.
Spontaneity breeds beauty, contentment, and peace.
Have more memoirs, will post later.
Blue sky, shimmering aura, at peace.
Happiness, Stability, Confidence, Assuredness, Opt...
Ball's in his court. Goodbye ball.
Why does he still affect me?
Need to start carrying small notebook.
Sleeping pills not working, still awake.
Common cold continues, cruelly crushing creativity.
Lots of lead on my hands.
Either way, I just *like* people.
Apparently, college is all about bureaucracy.
Why can't I just stay healthy?
I still play with my food.
Shouldn't go this long without showering.
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