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Feb 21, 2007 20:22

You tell me I have problems. I know, I told you I did. But no, you don't mean the problems I'm talking about. You think those are all in my head, fabrications of a lonely girl. You say I need help, and soon. You say you're leaving if I don't change. I say then go, don't let me stop you. You go. I say fuck you, dick! I hate you so much, I ( Read more... )

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hey throatsore March 6 2007, 04:34:54 UTC
we don't talk anymore. you don't have time, or no interest? What's going on? Drop me a line sometime.

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