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Awkward moments of profound wisdom.

The journal of a square peg in a round world.

her lord majesty, the elevendy twelfth president!
14 June 1980
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I'm just a fucked up girl who is looking for my own peace of mind. Don't assign me yours.

Clementine: Am I ugly?
Joel: Uh-uh.
Clementine: When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.

Life is much easier when you don't care about a lot of things.

Much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid. - Dostoevsky

Hi. I'm Stef. ::waves:: I like working with my hands.

I love listening to music. If I had speakers in every corner of every room in my apartment it'd be a dream. I also like eating food. Mmm, especially cookies and potato based dishes. I also have a thing for facial cleansers. Expensive ones... that smell amazing.

I'm pretty much a recluse and only leave the house to go to work or the post office. My iPod, computer and tv make up the harem that occupies my leisure time.