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Sunday, November 30, 2008

it's annoying that, for some reason, my temper was hardwired to my tearducts.
a humiliating tendency..
it wasn't worth the fight and i knew it.
i just hoped you could've tried to understand.

nevermind. its the oestrogen!

automated ice- makers are the coolest things ever.

k i've got to go pong pong now so i can sleep because I WILL NOT BE LATE TMR KZ YOU.
meow.


she's not here @

12:32 AM