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i went to the mall today with some people... got some books and sunglasses and a shirt with toast on it... i don't believe i am single anymore, i got drunk at 11:36 am, i am getting a russian SLR camera made in 1962, i wrote a poem about overflowing. i don't feel like putting it up yet... too lazy, even though i drank this vamp thing and i should be amped because it had the maximum caffiene alowwed by law. but yeah. i want to burn the postal service cd, ramone... what are you doing for your birthday, ramone... i like the child prey song, ramone... WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, RAMONE... you left me, even though i left you first. HIBISCUS.