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Dear diary,
He never called, so I went to the club. Tired people and tired music. Talked some crap.Did a dance, did some after hours, it was fab. I hate this Dj he played you knows who’s. But that’s ok. Out with the old, in with the new. Its time. So last nite, I went to the club AGAIN but I love this Dj he played my record. MY RECORD. So I guess it was worth it. Did a Dj he loved me. Did a bump got a cocktail. Got laid. Got paid. Talked some crap with people I hate and they loved it. But all I got to show for it is baggy eyes and a bloody nose. My life sucks so I guess it was worth it I did loose 2 pounds but my life still…… sucks.
He never called, so I went to the club. Tired people and tired music. Talked some crap.Did a dance, did some after hours, it was fab. I hate this Dj he played you knows who’s. But that’s ok. Out with the old, in with the new. Its time. So last nite, I went to the club AGAIN but I love this Dj he played my record. MY RECORD. So I guess it was worth it. Did a Dj he loved me. Did a bump got a cocktail. Got laid. Got paid. Talked some crap with people I hate and they loved it. But all I got to show for it is baggy eyes and a bloody nose. My life sucks so I guess it was worth it I did loose 2 pounds but my life still…… sucks.