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my days, not yours


terça-feira, 16 de outubro de 2007

I am getting fat eating gum drops & mcdonalds all day. Already am, but i choose not to admit it. So yes. I spent $50 today on things that are more or less worthless. ie: food, stupid curling iron & my handphone casing that looks like morbid national day or a darker version of my soon-to-be ipod..

I messaged this girl, who really got me thinking i was in love with for about half an hour, on friendster & now i feel stupid. Shes very kinky though, i like. My psychologocal twin really. Roo's favorite thing to do, & my favorite phrase now; shoot me.

I want donuts. Im turing into Homer Simpson. Yes i am a fat, balding um.. man (considering i was in love for a split second with a girl i seriously dont know) (:

Today's anti climatic reading: the sun will rise tomorrow morning.

you know you love me*
Nix
`reason to believe - rod stewart.


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Hi, I'm the mofo who likes to talk trash because it makes me look better than good. I spend too much & i live too little, so maybe you should take me out.

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