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Saturday, August 20, 2005

bam.
gravy gravy on my shirt.during recess.
the lan shop in paradiz centre was such a scam.
non members 1.60 per hr write til so big
the words 'except friday 2.50 per hr' so small.
go home kena grounded.fuck.
and yeah.i and thomp is gonna write a story.
still thinking if we shld throw in death and Betrayal inside the story.
if so then the person that dies inside the story is most probably me.
many more things to plan tml.


I held your hand at 3:01 PM