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[09 Apr 2005|08:19pm] |
I am 100% Asshole/Bitch. I am one of those people that love to hear the sound of their voice. That and my lousy attitude make for a mixture as toxic next-day-mexican-dinner-ass-drip. |
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[11 Mar 2005|01:01pm] |
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Lastnight Ashley and I hung-out with a beau named Aaron from Macomb, o0o lalala. We didn't get any sleep at all. Ryan did my dreads and it sucks trying to sleep because they're so thick/heavy. I'm getting my ticket for TX soon. Sadly I have to babyset tomorrow night in order to get money from my MSI ticket. So, if you want to hang-out today or tomorrow - call 810-367-7007, I have something flippen' sweet in mind. Everyone is going to that Taste Of Chaos bullshit, could have went but I don't like pillow-hugging music.
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[10 Mar 2005|11:14am] |
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[Hearing those complicated obscure sentences made my stomach do flips.. I was stabbed in the back and the knife still remains. No words could possibly ever describe.Seven months of my life completely WASTED.I lay here bleeding, you have no remorse for anyone but yourself.]
blah-blah-blah I'm a whiney bitch, ect.
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