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7.5.05

seriously what the fuck some people are making out behind me i dont even know why i was invited here

ropes of my hair unfold in the light of a single dim bulb.
god, god, god almighty.


i always have this thing when songs or smells remind me so strongly of a certain time of my life i find it hard to listen/smell that thing ever again. it makes me feel uneasy. like weezer, most of wezer's music reminds me so much of last summer i have to pluck up courage to listen to it.
everthing is tryuing to change but my memory wont let it and it sucks.

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whispered by killa b at 11:10 PM | 0 answerphone msgs