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This Is How The Story Goes So Far...:
i still know the way to make your make-up run on 06-12-04 @ 12:33 a.m.

and when it all goes to hell, will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face?

when youre left with only a bullet, ill bring the trigger and a promise to pull it, ill be the end to everyone whos ever entered your life, and taken pieces out of it.

its funny, with all the things you had to say- the truth never found its way in.

i feel like ive taught you nothing, and all of the things you have taught me, didnt mean a damn thing.

highschool is finally over, and im finally learning the most important things about myself, and whats in store for my future. im scared.. but who wouldnt be? i just want to be home, hanging out with Petey and Andy. [wouldnt that be awesome]

Ross, my dear, thank you very much for the kind words tonight. <3

vegan bull riding anyone?

anyway im completely exhausted, and im going to sleep. i have work yet again tomorrow. ... sigh.

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