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ayyy
Monday, May 25, 2009

ayyyyyyyy.
gooooooooodish day.
i was so excited for baall.
but then i got ther n was lik ehhhh im tired. aha.
bummer ey ? < ew im such a canadian.

alright time to get my shitz off my chest again ?
its the only reason i have blogspot right ? to let it out. and tell sometimes certain people how i feeeeeeeeeeeeeel ? right ? RIGHT.
aha.

oh jeeeze. so today some girl totaaly bit my belt.
ive had it for so long and she knows it, but she oviously got it anywaay, egh. ew.
but whaatever no biggy i guess, right? as long as i rock it harder.

i miss djkvt.
i sometimes say doublej k TV. aha.
duude but neway i just noticed ive been sayin duude a lot lately.
|NEWAAYSS.
its happenin again.
but this time i'm not goin to try.
its gana have to be his effort now.
letss see if he wants it.
he most likely doesnt.
egh whaaatever, forget it theeen.
time to keep my head up right?
i dont neeeeed one anyway..
funny thing is i keeeeeeep comin back to him .
but im done, im running. not coming.
its his turn to trip and fall.
ive done thaat plenty.
too much.
so later hatersss.



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