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Thursday, May 10, 2007 ♣
explicit language.

what's next in my life?
heck!
no way, am i gonna drift along in life.
i gotta do something.
i gotta make sure i know i was alive.
not a driftwood in the ocean.
Please Allah, show me a sign

gonna include my horoscope wif every entry now.

The universe is sending you career ideas now, but you won't recognize them at first.

*edit: fuck. i cant stop the nagging feeling tat u're hiding lotsa crucial stuff from me.
fuck. i juz wish u'll go away.

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oh fuck. i take that back.


Dewi


Walking Contradiction.
4:03 PM