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Apr 01, 2005 11:42

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Those mothafucka's refuse to get off my back.

The gist of what was up:
I miss people. I miss the good people I had. The good ones keep coming back. And for that I'm happy. And the bad ones will leave, either today tomorrow or a year from now. And that's good too.
Anyone who took offense or assumed I meant them (only one person did so that person no I'm talking specifially to them) Stop worrying. A drunken reflection has blurred facts and misinterpretations. If I write something I don't understand, then of course you won't understand. And you shouldn't. Cause neither does the writer.

I'm going back to bed.
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