Tomorrow I'm calling Cheryl, and telling her I can't be a Lieutenant Governor anymore. How can I take care of other Key Clubbers when I can't even take care of myself?
I love the District Board so fucking much, and I feel like I'm dying right now, but this is something I have to do to stay sane.
Be glad I'm doing this, because at least I'm not pulling out the pistol that my mom keeps in her top drawer.
Devious Comments
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())_CRAYOLA))> I wuv you.
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Yesterday is something that will never change. Today is forever. Tomorrow will never come.
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"That which dominates our imaginations and our thoughts will determine our lives, and our character. Therefore, it behooves us to be careful what we worship, for what we are worshipping we are becoming."
--Ralph Waldo Emerson
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