Thursday, January 27, 2011

Angsty feminist's room.

The first thing I step on every morning is not the ground, but Amelia Jone's face. I think. Possibly not, but anyway. Yes. A woman's face. And lots of paper.

For the past 3 days, I've eaten at least 6 mandarin oranges a day. Is that bad? Can anyone die from an overdose of Vitamin C? Are my teeth going to slowly corrode away until my mouth becomes nothing but an abyss of darkness? Because I think it's on it's way. There's this zingy feeling on my right canine and it's making me feel a bit worried, but I don't want to be paranoid.


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