perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

My boyfriend is leaving town today for a few days to help his Mom move; I think we need this little break but I can’t help knowing I’m going to miss him. Ugh. I hate the thought of sleeping alone. :/

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HOLD EVERYTHING

I’m sorry Wes Craven, You’ve failed.

Totoro… WE HAVE A DATE!

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His Verbose Introduction

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate.’ This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition! The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose.

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maybe boards of canada and drinking with some painting. that sounds relaxing.

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