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Sunday, July 23, 2006

irritating shit

was with bellalalala in town just now, (I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!), and we were talking 'bout "you-know". haahas. ok, to admit, i don't feel the leaset guilty for talking 'bout her, 'cos thats the way she simply is, but we still do love her. hahaas. spastic i know. contradicting myself - something i love to do.

well there was more to go, while sipping Bellalala's "HATES IT!" carrot juice. She always treats us as the 2nd tier of dates doesn't she? DAMN. but she's still a darling.

TERKEY LOOK HERE! I miss you but I hate you. You know that doncha fucktard? (=

2:07 am


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