February 2012
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I was dreaming that I was cold and therefore I was poor. I kept beating myself up for being so poor. Then I woke up and noticed the window was open. I closed it and went back to sleep. I was now rich in my dream, again.
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January 2012
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Sales associates always make me feel special when I shop. How can you leave the store and not buy anything? You can’t.
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I want a boyfriend that’ll let me max out his credit cards.