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Thursday, March 15, 2007'♥

went for dinner with paul&his family last night.
&he fell asleep once he reached my place. YOU STINK LUH FATSO.
Things are getting better i think. I just got t stop thinking so much into things&just chill&take things in my stride.
He did give me his words, he will b nice, he trusts me, he loves me
SO FUCK DORRIS, STOP THINKING OR SQUEEZE YOUR OWN BRAIN JUICES DRY.
okay. that was gross.

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