Tweet

ok, I know I've started twittering. But it WON'T become like this. Promise.

I oscillate between complacency and panic. This cannot be healthy. This is not good. Dear God. oh help oh god, oh god oh help oh god oh help, help oh god, oh god, help oh god, oh god.

Even the best fall down sometimes...

I miss you now but I don't know how much I can take of you walking in and out every 6 years or so. I'm sorry. But thanks anyway.

*yes i realise that this is ridiculously emo*

The Boyfriend

I never go for church camp...
they always try to exorcise me

I sometimes wonder if it's not without reason.
And it's fair, since he DID suggest that I go for a lobotomy.

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Hannah: im bleeding like a bullet wound and i have an acheing womb

jarrett: ...

Hannah: sorry...i just need to be heard. it's a weakness of mine

jarrett: is this about you being panicked, is this a stress thing, is this about you being a bleeding heart, or is this some strange maternal instinct Christian thing? I need to listen, 's fine

Hannah: no i'm having menstrual cramps
omg can i blog this?