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Saturday, December 01, 2007


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i'm
feeling very under the weather.
because of something that i didnt deserve to brood about.
something detached
distanced
and
swept away in the far reaches of my conciousness
my skeletons in the closet
which i dont want to remind myself about.

Malcolm.
You're not worth it.
you're unbelievable man.
time after time.
alrighty!
I have officially screwed up my evening.



| Malcolm. fought for sanity @ 5:22 AM|

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