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i went to the Feral Gate last night. what is it you ask well if you don't know its this shit little shopping center also know as fountain gate. a breeding ground for the feral's of mine and various other schools. a positive of this whole experience is not that i was there but i did get a book and cd.
some dick keeps sending me an email from this website, i don't remember the name something like someone has a crush on you (dot com) anyway, it is tremendously annoying.
going to my grandmothers tonight this means i spend the evening with her and Bert. Bert is a nice enough boyfriend type who buys me chocolate, and apparently chocolate ripple flavored condoms for himself. ask me not how i know this, it all comes down to me looking for cigarettes.
at recent ive kind off been watching myself, kinda like standing outside my bedroom window. lurking under my bed. hidden behind a tree, possibly curled in a ball under 'the path'. I'm not sure. but ive been stalking myself. and my entire perspective on everything is changing. its really not good. tomorrow thank fuck, im going to the doctors i can tell them to shove the medicine up there ass because im not taking it anymore, yes thats right. and you can get fucked too you know why? NO, NO you say, well that is just your own bad fucking luck you stupid fucking shit.
id like to put one out there for the Boost bar, they are utterly delicious.
ok im drawing to the end of this, whatever this is because my head hurts and pretty soon your will too, heads up. HA sorry this fucking loser, not me no, this guy >
yeah him, he once told me i was 'broken' like the mirror, and ha look at him hes on this website... wow hang on. ok yeah his a fuck still.
some dick keeps sending me an email from this website, i don't remember the name something like someone has a crush on you (dot com) anyway, it is tremendously annoying.
going to my grandmothers tonight this means i spend the evening with her and Bert. Bert is a nice enough boyfriend type who buys me chocolate, and apparently chocolate ripple flavored condoms for himself. ask me not how i know this, it all comes down to me looking for cigarettes.
at recent ive kind off been watching myself, kinda like standing outside my bedroom window. lurking under my bed. hidden behind a tree, possibly curled in a ball under 'the path'. I'm not sure. but ive been stalking myself. and my entire perspective on everything is changing. its really not good. tomorrow thank fuck, im going to the doctors i can tell them to shove the medicine up there ass because im not taking it anymore, yes thats right. and you can get fucked too you know why? NO, NO you say, well that is just your own bad fucking luck you stupid fucking shit.
id like to put one out there for the Boost bar, they are utterly delicious.
ok im drawing to the end of this, whatever this is because my head hurts and pretty soon your will too, heads up. HA sorry this fucking loser, not me no, this guy >
yeah him, he once told me i was 'broken' like the mirror, and ha look at him hes on this website... wow hang on. ok yeah his a fuck still.