~!~I WouLdNt CHanGe *THiS* FoR ThE WOlrD~!~

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Dear Diary,
Wow oh Wow, things are going so well for me right now. For right now and I'm so glad that I'm so happy right now. I'm so proud of myself for being able to conquer the hurt i've gone through with boys, but things are ok now. Things with Austin, just stopped, he didnt know what he was saying or doing, so he just stopped tlkin in all. Well

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[anonymous]

sam this is harry id like 2 come over and watch movies ;) aint got nothing 2 do and u been saying uve wanted 2 hang out? sounds fun

harry again

[anonymous]

Dr. Evil: My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a 15 year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims, like he invented the question mark. Sometimes, he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy - the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical: summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring, we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds. Pretty standard, really.

lol tht kills me everytime but other words sam i Happy VALENTINES DAY SEXYNess i wishin u in advance cause im a loser ttyl