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Monday, June 4, 2007

it's fucking sad to know that you're dependent on something to live. well, i owe it to music. indie rock, emo rock, whatever rock.. all hail music! *clap* i guess i'm a lil out of my mind right now. and blame dunhill menthol for causing tiny cramps on my hands, fuck. i should really slow down on using this f word, good lord, it's addictive =p

well, me lazy to type already. gonna get my ass over to bratt's house. food + music, here me comes!


[8:41 PM]




rock on


name : Jesse
zodiac : Cancer
school: Stamford College
age : 22 and counting


daydream


music player


cashback soundtrack

out of tune






credits

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