Words are flowing out like falling rain into a paper cup.
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
I DON'T EVEN WANT YOUR STUPID MONEY ANYMORE.
I HATE YOU.
DO YOU EVEN CARE THAT YOU'RE RUINING MY STATE OF MIND FOR MY EXAM TOMORROW?
NO, OBVIOUSLY NOT.
GO FLY A BIG KITE.
JUST GO.
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