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February 11, 2007
BAH!
im fucking working like every single daywhile sweets isnt.means i cant see her for like FOREVER.cries.i've havent gone out with her to just have fun in agesnoisy dirty fun.noisy dirty sentosa fun.SULKSohwells.but looking on the bright side,means no cancer prone opportunity.ah.no spoilt skin.no ugly tan.no horrible burn:)YAY.those are like...senseless consoles.BAH.i wanna see sweets out in the sun.she hasnt been getting much sun.i swear she's shrinking.like a potato.no.more of like a mass produced valentine day rose.even im at leat ten heads taller.SMILESshe's gonna apply for SIM.means,she'll gonna study.means,less time for me.means,SHE DONT LOVE ME ANYMORESSSSSSS.cries.