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May 18, 2007 07:51

this working every day two different sets of hours thing is killing me.

hopefully i won't crash my car on the way to work because i'm so exhausted.

have good days children

or try to.

[[and besides, what the fuck do i care that you're just hiding? whatever - i don't have to write with you. i choose to because they want me to, because i like you. don't treat me like this.]]
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