5.08.2005

Fuck. I had a lot of shit written, but all it adds up to is Fuck.

Fuck.
Like that character in I Heart Huckabees, I just want to fucking start screaming, swearing at the fucking world. Fuck.

I don't even know what I want anymore. But I know what I can't have.

My only fear of death is comin back, reincarnated
-2Pac


Fuck it.


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