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Life insists on imposing itself like a bad house guest. I still look for meaning when most people around me are just trying to find the breaks. I'm attempting both and laughing so I don't cry. No one reads this sh*t.

Saturday, August 28, 2004

Not your garden variety hangover

That's IT!!!

I'm so sick of it, I'm finally ready to admit it... I'm probably gonna regret writing this tomorrow but I just have to come out and say it!
(CENSORED... I regretted it much earlier than tomorrow).

there is nothing that can change my feelings so I will just leave the rest up to fate, you know, FATE! that stuff which, by definition, cannot be foretold?

Except in mango.

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