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Parts of this blog have been fictionalized. 9. As it was created through the halls of the mind in the grasp of psychosis.

Saturday, July 23, 2011

"I printed it all out.>"

"I don't have time to read i.t" He says. He puts it on the desk. IT stays there for fucknig weeks.

Finaly when he calls her to hook up, he rememb ered to look at the first page. Something about how you never said you loved me, and you're a fucking asshole.

"WE'RE DONE."

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