Monday, March 29th, 2004 | 23:08
"How? I don't have a gun!"

Oh no, I've gone and done it again. Twice! In one day!
Now what the hell am I going to do with all this friggin' myrrh?
For the love of Pete, please leave both my sister and I in tier 6 on Wednesdays. I would give my flick to beat her at something she puts effort into.
I don't cut myself anymore because of expectations.
Just something to remember.

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