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We’re all dying

My plan sophomore year of high school was to attend community college for god-knows-what, then transfer to god-knows-where. After Ellen died I found it tricky to feel motivated because all of a sudden I understood that actually we’re all dying… We’re all dying

I Don’t Wanna

One of my best friends texted me this morning lamenting the lack of hormones that feeds her PMS symptoms. It’s a thread we circle back to monthly because we’re both big, enthusiastic bitches who feel the dip in more dramatic… I Don’t Wanna