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Once again the theory that girls are drama has been proven without a doubt.
These few weeks have been nothing but. Its the fuckers next door starting with my
roomie, immaturity seriously has gone out the window. I need a drink.
I think I want to take a boy vow too, because Mr. non-existant modest cannot
keep his mouth shut and I had it with the inquiries left and right from noisy asses.
Whatever happened to what happens here stays here? My God. Am I the only firm
believer left?