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fuck - a drunk entry @ Thursday, Jun. 03, 2004 Fuck. I've had it. I should leave it at that 'cause I'm drunk and it's just not worth it...the fixing of the typos and all (which I'll do ever so carefully anyway). Four typos so far, reading back. Now five. But fuck. Fuck, Fuck. Fuck. "Are you mad? 'Cause it seems like you're mad." he says, as he walks me to my car (I can walk to my car alone thankyouverymuch) Yeah, fuckin Tim, I'm mad 'cause we're supposed to have a nice, leisurely night on your patio and you invite that cunt. Argh. So I'm at home, drunk, and he's lounging on his patio with his ex whatversheis. Fuck. Commas are so like periods when you're drunk,,,,,,
Figures, doesn't it?
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