sometimes I wonder about existance... like what the fuck are we... why do we really do what we do? would we do it under different circumstances??? I'm a mess... concealed under a flawless face of paint... well since my last post.... ummm... the second guy I met at the bar yeah his name is Chris... yeah we had been talking.... I really kinda digg
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thats all i can say:/
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