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May 30, 2004 23:22

mom. dont like her. linds comes over and i help her on sats and stuff. shes getting better at this math crap. we take a break, its like 11. we chill mom comes up and says shes gotta go. whats up with that shit. so she goes, poison ivy comes back and now its itchy as fuck. im tired of this shit. its not like going to do monkey business in my room with them home. im sure if it was somebody else she wouldnt have a problem. im suire if mom was gone and dad was home, he wouldnt have a problem.

fuck moms

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