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Friday, January 25, 2008

"you should be dead, you should be dead, you should be dead"

I said a lot as I imagined stabbing Fusel. But it was only a walking dream. Like I would get spit between my teeth, and compress my lips, and stop me saying or doing that.

Got a lot of anger there somehow.

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