i feel like shit. i wish i was dead. somebody please stab me with this blunt knife rather than my usual choice of a pen.
clay cooper, i regret to inform you that i no longer keep up with writing in my livejournal, so your attempt to get on my good side by calling me a tramp was somewhat futile. but know this- i do still read your journal, and i may even admit to enjoying it; so if you ever receieve an anonymous comment, it may just be from yours truly.
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i wish i was dead.
somebody please stab me with this blunt knife rather than my usual choice of a pen.
clay cooper, i regret to inform you that i no longer keep up with writing in my livejournal, so your attempt to get on my good side by calling me a tramp was somewhat futile.
but know this- i do still read your journal, and i may even admit to enjoying it; so if you ever receieve an anonymous comment, it may just be from yours truly.
hilary.
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