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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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5:07 PM,
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
SICK Ah, my head feels like bongo drums. I'm sorry i screwed up today, girls. I guess this is the after effects of going out when you're tired. Hopefully, i'll be well enough by Thursday and please, make yourselves available! I miss you guys too much and my body just has to go and give me problems. Effhole. haha. Till next time. Goodbye crapmates. (: please make me smile.
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