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Friday, January 8, 2010
wash wash wash.
I want some laxatives.
Take them all, lose it all.
I can't sleep sometimes.
The stickers on my bedroom ceiling are of stars, lovely.
They don't let me sleep.
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He said, "Hey girl tell me what do you do?" I said, "Nothing, but I'm damn sure it's more than you."
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