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I can’t not reblog this. Ever.
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angry rants
i wish i knew what to write here but i don't. i wish that was my most pressing problem but obviously it's not. i think and feel too much and i spend all my time making wishes that never come true. it's about damn time i start making some of my own magic and granting my own wishes because i don't know where my fairy-god mother ran off to.
my life is pretty shitty - according to my own standards which are the only ones that matter. i don't have a best friend, or really that many friends at all. i'm not smart or pretty and i'm sure as hell not skinny, but that i will be. i will be skinny and i will change my life. no more fucking wishing on stars and coins in fountains, this is it.
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