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Eight is "Hweet". We have decided that that's what a french guinea pig says. Betsy and I got into some cheap tequila and some (NO NO TYPOS) bacardi O3s. Betsy tried to braid my hair, and really messed up. Nick says she doesn't have to yell. We have to be at school at 8:30. She asked something about eating balls. I don't know. It's weird. WTF
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this is why i love you so. i miss you...
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