this is the preposterously crazed blog of carissa
o death, where is thy victory? o death where is thy sting? ~1cor 15:55

crying

not really, just tears. and i dunno why either..



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byes

This is Carissa, signing out

i want it to end, i want it to go away forever. i want to fall asleep and wake up with all my worries flown away





edited in at 6:14AM: sometimes i wonder. is it just natural curiosity? if every interaction we have with another person is rated, what would this be? if there really were best friends, what does it mean? what does it have to be before it’s best friends?