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Tuesday, August 03, 2004
here to blog.what can i say here.
hmmm nothing much actually.
"youu broke my heart"
"i hate youu"
is this okay?
nah im talkin nonsense.
wanted to talk bout schoolin.
but im to lazy to type it all out.
so forget it.the 3bahs were att.
how nice.*clap hand*
sigh. im off -gone-
{/10:09 PM}
count on it .