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(I should probably learn to use another photo uploader site to give me the <*img src*=*> code....) Amy Smart: Butterfly Effect - 305 Crank 2 - 199 Bradley Cooper: The Hangover - 394 Craig Daniels: Casino Royale - 357 Henry Cavill: Whatever Works - 190 Jensen Ackles: My Bloody Valentine - 227 Justin Chatwin: War of the Worlds - 172 Neil Patrick Harris: How I Met Your Mother (1) - 63 Numb3rs - 135 Sebastian Stan: Kings (2) - 18 Kings (3) - 196 The Covenant - 297 Stephen Dorph: Blade - 345 |
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And probably won't be updated anytime soon.Visit my new CDJ over at gypsycunt @ IJ. Yes, there is already a link up there, but fuckit- YOU NOW GET TWO! |
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I missed work sunday because I was sick, and tueday because I had to do a final, got sent home early on Friday because I had what I had on Sunday again, and now I need to be up at 4 fucking 30 to make it to work by 6, and I can't sleep because of insomnia, I have a headache cause I can't sleep, and I keep crying over nothing. It's probably because I'm fucking exhausted. Also, there's a chance I may not even be able to go to work, because I live on a culdesac that never gets plowed. I also can't take a sleeping pill, because that requires a full 6 hours of sleep or else the effects are still there, and...IT'S A FUCKING BLIZZARD OUT THERE, I CAN'T FUCKING FALL ASLEEP BEHIND THE WHEEL. What the fuck am I supposed to do?! If I just stay up and can't even go into work, I can just sleep for a while then...but if I stay up and the road is plowed, which will be my fucking luck, than I'll be exhausted and miserable for my 8 HOUR SHIFT at Toys R Us. WHO THE FUCK IS GOING TO GO SHOPPING IN THIS WEATHER?! FUCKING SERIOUSLY?! People are fucking tools. Fuck them. Fuck work. Fuck school. Fuck life. |
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...when you're talking to your Mom, and then she decides to call one of her friends when you're not even done with your sentence, and begins the conversation with said friend with "Hey! I've got a few quiet minutes, so I can talk to you!"... ...how is that supposed to make you feel? Because, quite frankly? It kind of makes me feel like shit. |
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