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Warm fuzzy monkeys Normally I do believe that Horoscopes are a load of crap. I can't believe that anything is written in the stars, but after a night of crying and feeling miserable after a fight with dad that shouldn't have gone as bad as it did... (bloody politics. I officially have no opinion. I don't like any of the choices. I can support one or the other at a time, but I just... I don't care anymore. I can't.) Anyway, yeah, so, here's what my horoscope said for today: My god... oi. This is just... I don't know what's going on. Something must be up. Too early for PMS... just hormones, I'm having to guess. This blows. No. I mean, it really blows. Don't believe me? Look at the quality of the last few entries I've made. They've ALL been "Oh, poor pitiful me" entries. I'm normally at least sarcastic! This is just... Euuuuch. I'll try and get better. You guys just hold out. Peace, love, all that warm fuzzy stuff. <-Ghost-> |
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