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Monday, December 19, 2005

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i tynk dats hw it sound like
and ward its call...
hmmm....

well...
lookina t sum frends..
i sumhw refused to be frends wif sum who used to be mine...
i dunoe...
well wen yu gt previus frends stabbyn behind yur back..
its very dificult to make anthe pack..
and nt only dat...
yull get doubts bout the previus pack...
its more of are yu or arent yu?
and its alwaes my fault fer nt tryn to trust or tryn to reconcile or watsoievr...
but if yu on the other hand supose to prove me wrng and make d worth trust a beautiful memory fer me...
watever...
i jus haf dis new rule...
i refused to jus get close to anyone near dose ive refused...
limitations,ill hand yua smile..
im sorie fer doin dis wae...
but i dunfeel good being frends wif doubts...
i rather go...enjoy yur maturity shit...

nwiaes
m adjustyn to my new eyes..
godamit..
it keeps tearyng..
and i read eff blog bout the sale...
tanx eff...
i realy apreciate it
wargh..
wen d money is in myhannds d sale went fuck
went my nets nt wif me and my mney is in d bank..d sale was crappy..
erghh!
watver...
ill spent today buyin my bag and maybe sum cool tshirts..
i dunoe...
im longing to check out meters bonwe at marina sq
and yes...
mummy wanted a birkenstock and ill psycho her fer apair fer myself
and yes...
crocs gt d open ones
and ill get it....

nyahahahahaa...im startyn to werk nex week...


"ohya...to sum who messaged me d previus weeks bout d bus or whether im werkin or watsoever...iwas warded dats why i didnt answer..sumhw i refused to tynk bout it....:D"


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