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my hottie cousin

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my hottie cousin
12.17.02 7:30 a.m.

Eric made me very happy yesterday when he came home from work with printed out maps for our big road trip coming up this weekend. One of the maps included was that of Orlando Florida. I was looking forward to the trip before but now I'm wayyy psyched! I have family in Florida, they were visiting my family in NY. My favorite cousin called me Sunday from my mom's house. I told her that Eric and I were going to NC to visit his family and had some time to kill around New Years. She said that her roomate just moved out and she's got the whole upstairs of her house empty and it'd be "fucking awesome, jo!" if we'd come down to Orlando for New Years. This cousin is 32 I think, she's a photographer for metal bands. she kicks major ass. Our baby/childhood pics look exactly alike. Every time I see her she gets hotter. I should look like that! Here's a link to a page that has a pic of her (from her website): Dark Photography


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About Me
I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!

Examples of My Insanity
Dead On Mental Health Quiz
Tuna Noodle Casserole Story
Explaining Myselves
Biting Off Redneck's Finger
Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled
How I Found Nirvana
Leaving Lon After 7 Years
Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths
Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard)
How I Ended Up A Junky
Almost Getting Raped by a Marine
Typical Weekend in Ohio
How Cobain Saved My Life


How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?


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