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Wednesday, December 05, 2007

when best friends become strangers.

its that time of year again. where everything that can be fucked up will be fucked up. maybe i'd start calling it murphy's month. yep new year's comin and we somehow never got along. its like i have to start on a clean slate everytime the calender gets changed. good thing or not i dont know. but i do know its frustrating. and always not without some of my own undoing nontheless. but oh fuckin well. there are people dying of hunger or have small dicks. who am i to whine like a bitch, bitch. common, like jay z said, 'i cant help the poor if i'm one of them. so i'ma get rich, to me thats a win-win.' yaaa diggg.

p.s. i am acting not to be distraught. really. cibai.


Sufian at 10:53 PM
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