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Jan 29, 2006 20:38

Last night I found myself lost.
The night before was spent out, then in.
The weeks pass quickly.
"Where," one may find him/herself asking, "does the time go?"
Atleast, that's what I found myself asking.
School's aight. Band's dormant, yet soon to be awoken.
I WANNA RELEASE THE ACACIA FUCKING EPPPPPPP
would you purchase one? or accept one if offered for free?
Work's fun. Weekends're too short.
I am BROKE, BROKE, BROKE PHI BROKE. (i ain't got it [money])

the mother turkey stole two, not three, eggs
from a southeastern locksmith's outdoor peacock den

i love megan.
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