Nothing like friends to make you feel alone and inadequate.
Dear everyone (mostly Steph),
I am drunk. Happy new year.
Love,
Me
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is anyone else irritated by the fact that when boys in movies finally “get the girl” they do so by being kind and sympathetic but when girls “get the guy” it usually involves getting contacts and a haircut and a new wardrobe
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At some point, something has to go right, right? Like literally anything. I have to be good at something. I don’t even know.
Can we have a moment to hope to all that matters that Marius and Cosette didn’t go the Harry Potter route and named their kids after dead people.
“Enjolras Courfeyrac Jehan Grantaire Pontmercy, you were named after three of the bravest people I knew, and one of the drunkest.”
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