i'm ashley.
rochester, ny.
pumping out peace since 1983.
this is my thought spot.
it's more for me than you.
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today my iPhone was stolen right from under my nose while i was working at the coffee shop. blech, it makes me ill. i’m sad, angry, feeling wounded and missing it already. i haven’t told Facebook yet, I’m dreading having to deal with all new numbers and information and i kind of like knowing that i can control it a bit. sort of a fresh start. and then i forget my fucking iPhone was stolen and i kind of like this moment right here.
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sarasynthesis said:
im sorry about your luck, t dawg :(
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