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Friday, October 07, 2005

damn shag
damn tired
damn nuah
damn my shoe's dirty
damn the db shirt design not nice
damn im damn fucktup
damn im real pissed
damn i feel like punching d wall
damn some1 pissed me off
damn the fucktup-ness
damn i hate myself
dammit

fallen @ 1:35 AM