May 17, 2004 21:08
Ok, I'm writing weird for me, and I feel the need to print another picture so that I can rip it up into a hundred pieces. Plus I feel like I'm about to cry again. I can't handle this anymore, and I'm sick of it. And I feel like I'm about to barf from all of this thinking. I give up, I'm leaving.
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