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Tuesday, February 19, 2002

Oh yeah...I almost forgot.

Sunday
As we are walking in to the Pop City place, walking out is some goofy-assed looking guy that I swear was my freakin' ex. *shudder* Yeah, some of you might remember me ranting back in the day about the shit who literally stole everything from my place while I was gone? The same guy who went psycho and started calling all my friends to "save" me from my Love - even after I told him it was over and after he begged me to let him stay in the house an extra month because he didn't have the money to move out and stupid me was trying to be nice and said ok. *stupid, stupid, stupid*

Yeah, so a big FUCK YOU to shithead.You still suck.

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