Oct 10, 2004 23:47
I just wanna be like, "FUCK YOU. IM OUT OF HERE."
But I'm not. I'm getting out of here quietly.
I'm erasing my screen name in...ten minutes...
That's all it takes. Am I going to regret this? I'm fucking worn out.
Maybe it was that final shot of vodka that Phil gave me, encouragingly.
What am I dooooing?! ...fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.
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End of story.
P.S. I am a total bitch. But don't let it get around.
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