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this entry goes to a friend of mine, julie blair. if it was not for her, i would not be here today. rnot in the weird she gave berth to me sense but she forced me to get a live journal. she held a knife to my back, until my profile was complete. okay, so it didn;t quite happen like that and no she has never held a knife to my back, backbut that is
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just don't talk about your cold, black, emotionless heart. no one wants to read that depressing bullshit ;)
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however, i'd have to disagree with mel. i would very much appreciate long entries that go into great detail about the cold black rock that you call a "heart". does it beat? or perhaps, it beats irregularly? maybe it used to beat just fine, but then your bitch vibes took over and now it only beats to send some blood through your veins every now and then? i am very much intrigued. muahahahha
and p.s. you're welcome, fellow bitch of the bitches4lyfen^3. you're very very welcome.
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