The casings on my cell phone and camera are broken. My back hurts when I turn a certain way. I have Mr. Pibb all over my pants. I'm fucking through with this. I'm a lot happier when I don't have to worry about him. I don't think I've wasted the past fourteen months of my life, persay, but I'm glad they're over
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So don't come onto my journal telling me that I'm wrong and Eric's right, because I have no need for that shit. You are the last person in the world that I would expect to have unbiased opinion on the matter.
"I'm friends with both of you guys" my ass. Which is why I'm not allowed over to your house, right? Yeah fuck off.
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