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I need book recommendations.

I like Daniel Quinn, Donald Ray Polluck, and Chuck Palahniuk.

Give me something refreshing, please?

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1. What’s your name? Michelle

2. When is your birthday? Jan 5


3. Where are you from? Connecticut (USA)


4. Have a crush? Yes, and I’m dating him for some stupid reason.

5. What’s your favorite colour? Red… or Hurcs green

6. Write something in all caps. I’M HAVING INSECURITIES.

7. Favorite Artists? Err… Jackson Polluck, Marcel Duchamp. Jay Brannan,

8. Favorite number? 4


9. Favorite Drink? Mochas. Or just black coffee.

10. Tag people: taters169, super-doctor-merlock-wood

Wow today was…. Not a good day to be mackenzie I guess?? Like, it wasn’t a *bad day* but it was just like… Never ending stream of misfortune or some shit

Like this morning was cool but on my way to school road construction held me up for fucking EVER so I missed my first class. Then everything was whatever for my second class and my breaks and stuff were fine, I had delicious honey BBQ wings for lunch idk. But then on my way back to school from lunch, I got COCKBLOCKED BY A FUCKING TRAIN. I WAS HALF AN HOUR LATE FOR MY DRAWING CLASS. On top of that, I remembered all my supplies but forgot my fucking drawing pad. My prof was cool though — loaned me a drawing pad and was super chill.

BUT THEN. TGEN JUST AS THINGS WERE LOOKING FINE. WE WERE PRACTICING SOME WEIRD JACKSON POLLUCK METHODS AND SHIT

AND I KNOCKED OVER AN ENTIRE THING OF INDIA INK

ONTO

SOMEONE’S

SKETCHPAD.

AND SHE WAS SO CHILL ABOUT IT AND MY PROF WAS SO CHILL AND GOD BLESS THESE PEOPLE BUT MY ANXIETY DISORDER GAVE NO FUCKS SO IM STILL COMING DOWN FROM A SMALL PANIC ATTACK

SO I JUST WANTED TO CRY A LITTLE BUT I TALKED MYSELF DOWN AND NOW MY HEART IS STILL POUNDING A GOOD HOUR OR SO LATER

AND NOW MY HEAD HURTS AND IM OUT OF MY ZOLOFT AND HAVE BEEN FOR A BIT AND THATS NO GOOD BUT TODAY HAS NOT BEEN A GOOD DAY ALRIGHT

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