that Sarah Palin even exists.
I’m pretty sure she’s the manifestation of our collective insanity, and that she is, in actuality, a figment of our imaginations.
*sigh*
Wishful thinking…
felt like a week ago.
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where you are RLY tired,
but you
just
cant fall
asleep?
That’s me. How joyous.
are not present in my life AT ALL.
I really hope not. It’s what I do/love.
Better than I thought.
again.
My death.
“Poor biological mother in Lake City!” — Rachael
And it’s late.
Maybe some other time.