Friday, March 09, 2007
Fuck man.. I cannot, to the best of my abilities, handle this fuckin shit anymore. I suppose I can now better understand how your ex felt. I have never been fuckin accused like this before. Never. But if you're gonna believe your sun fried brain, then there's nothing I can do about it. There's no point in me arguing about this, It just goes to show how much you don't trust me. I really can't handle this shit. |
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