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mm last public post
last night was a really bad night for me and I decided, im tired of having my feelings open like this and too many people have found this journal so now im cool and friends only like all the cool blurtyers.
So If you add me to you friends I will add you as soon as I see that.
Im sick of having my heart on my sleeve like I can do. And im really sick of this teenage love bullshit.
So on that note fuck you, and fuck being open.
I will never tell you I love you again.
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| Re: "we kiss on the mouth then cough down our sleeves" modest mouse
 doll_
2003-08-25 16:41
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Ian, sixteen, born in December. He's confused, funny, cool by association (from me), inlove, eccentric, amazing, and beautiful. He breathes heavy and has huge eyeballs with long eyelashes. He's got shitty handwriting and can't take himself seriously when he is writing. He has great friends... and doesn't take them for granted. He's a GREAT driver, no matter what anybody else has to say.
He masturbates while smelling my body spray.
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