Love this book - have you read it? Taking Life Stitch By Stitch - Anne Lamott http://bit.ly/2qzn1P3 #reading #annelamott #annelamottquote #stitches #patchpatchpatch #bookstagram #readersofinstagram

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Love this book - have you read it? Taking Life Stitch By Stitch - Anne Lamott http://bit.ly/2qzn1P3 #reading #annelamott #annelamottquote #stitches #patchpatchpatch #bookstagram #readersofinstagram
What happen to my Maple QAQ It tells me to repatch a patch that I patched already (well it ryhmes...not) And it will always fail to patch it ; w ; I guess I have to wait until Dec 3 for the Eun Wol patch...(I play SEA) orz MapleStory Highschool project anyone?
Relax, take it easy ll Patch
Tabby was shaking in anger. With the exception on Noah Puckerman, nothing seemed to be going right. She'd just found out that Link was being sent home... on hospice... That didn't bode well... and then her teacher, wonderful Mrs. Larken, the old witch, had given them a journal prompt. Write about the first time you did something... make sure it was something you vividly remember and describe it in great detail. All though she'd made sure to be as abstract as possible about writing about the first time she'd cut on her collarbones, it obviously hadn't been abstract enough and she'd asked that Tabby stay behind after class. It had taken all her strength not to scream and punch her in her beaky old nose. Maybe a few years ago, when she was twelve, she would've loved to have someone coddle her and make the hurt go away. Instead, they'd let her hurt. They'd believed her when she'd said that she was okay. they believed her parents lies about their abuse... and now, when she was getting a little bit better, now someone wanted to make a federal case about it...? Fuck. These. Hoes. She had listened to Mrs. Larken bitch and whine for a while and then she was free. She thought about where to go... She could go to Noah's... but she didn't want to make herself unwelcome by moping around to much.
She ended up at the Lima Bean, a smoking cup of coffee in her hand. She sat down at a booth in the back and pulled her Tommy Plush from her bag. She sat him on her knees and fiddled with his yarn hair before hugging him to her chest. "Mother fucking.... son of a BITCH." She grumbled and took a long drink of coffee. She was frustrated but she supposed she'd get over it sooner or later.