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:: 10.13.2002 ::
Oh sweet Blurst, how I neglect thee.
And how I neglect my friends... it sounds terrible, but sometimes it is just easier to say "I'll call tomorrow" and then never do it. I probably will be friendless by the time I'm thirty. And homeless, to boot.
People in Washington D.C. and in Bali should stop killing other people.
I hate group projects.
Please visit the sponsors. And the guy who made this blog get updated (albeit even 24 hours after it was supposed to be).
"My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge, that'll stab you in the head..." Just 'cuz I quote it doesn't mean I agree with it...
:: Freddy F. at 10:42 PM [+] ::
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