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i had this fucked up dream last night.
i was online checking this one persons myspace. this person is someone that i hardly know. but i was checking it for some reason.
then they showed up at my front door. asking if i wanted to skate.
but i didnt want to hang out with them, because i was busy reading a myspace blog.
how fucking gay is that.
im glad computers are infringing on my existence.
i was online checking this one persons myspace. this person is someone that i hardly know. but i was checking it for some reason.
then they showed up at my front door. asking if i wanted to skate.
but i didnt want to hang out with them, because i was busy reading a myspace blog.
how fucking gay is that.
im glad computers are infringing on my existence.