You know what i hate... Myspace. Ahhh, good ol livejournal. Call me old fashioned but man. And everytime i wanna go look at my friends myspace it comes up with some gay Winfixer thing, so i'm like, fuck it, and go toodle off to livejournal and eat some easter eggs. I want my boyfriend back. Poor kid, hope he didnt fall asleep and crash his car. I
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