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Tuesday, April 01, 2008

and then i realise, sometimes things don't matter at all.
the superficiality of so much, of yet so little.

went marina/rafflescity w val & murphy just now.

they were being tsktsktsk super mean about someone! i recorded it all down FWAHAHAHAHAHA you two better be nicer to me !

as though they'd give a damn o_O
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and she cried, and she cried, as though the tears would wash that guilt away