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*whiny voice*
I want a paid account!

*marks down reason #1831 to get a job*

Also, I have a headache. I'm going to go lie down. And if recent experience holds true, probably daydream about girls kissing.

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Jessica hates me. I just know it. She's waiting for me to fall asleep so that she can leap out of the screen and disembowel me for the horrible things that I'm doing to her via Britney.

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God.

*runs hand through hair*

This is so much more complicated than it would seem at first.

Stupid popgirls infesting my brain. Can't get a moment's peace.

I am glad that Jessica refused to be a victim.

But.

Poor things.

*cough*

Did I mention the whole thing where I rewrote a BSB song in Shakespearean back when I was a high school freshman?

Oh, I did?

Anyone want to read it?

'Cause I'll post it. If I get any encouragement at all.

I'm not sure if that's a promise or a warning.

As Long As Thou Dost Love Me

( Proof that I did listen to BSB four years ago. )