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[24 Dec 2007|09:57am] |
wtf wtf wtf wtf
why does he do this?
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[24 Dec 2007|10:03am] |
. . .
why
do
you
always
walk
back
in
to
my
life
at
these
times
when
i
am
the
most
fucked
up
in
the
head
?
If we keep this up, I might start feeling like I need you again or something.
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[24 Dec 2007|10:39am] |
Justine never knew the rules.
Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls.
No apologies ever need be made, I know you better than you fake it.
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[24 Dec 2007|03:32pm] |
Well, Mother . . .
those certainly are not MY rolled up DOLLAR BILLS you are finding.
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[24 Dec 2007|04:04pm] |
"I have not been wasted for two weeks."
I'm sorry, WHAT.
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I hate him.
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[24 Dec 2007|04:22pm] |
My hair is cute as fuck right now and I bought an amazing dress for tomorrow.
Life should be good right now.
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[24 Dec 2007|08:40pm] |
Me: "Bob do you want me to do that?"
Bob: "No, I've got it. Don't worry."
Me: "well."
Jill: "Justine, you don't have to do anything. Just stand there and look pretty."
Me: "Ah."
I feel more at home at my job than I do here. Should this bother me like it does? =/
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[24 Dec 2007|09:12pm] |
ewwwww I am burping up champagne.
ewwwwwww.
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[24 Dec 2007|09:17pm] |
The kid was alright, but it went to his head.
I am God's gift,
but why would he bless me with such wit without a conscience equipped?
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[24 Dec 2007|09:28pm] |
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you gotta get that dirt off your shoulder.
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[24 Dec 2007|09:32pm] |
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the chase will be nice for a few.
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[24 Dec 2007|09:36pm] |
One thing's for certain, baby; you have my guarantee:
you won't forget me.
I said, I said,"Stop."
I did what you said; I did what you want.
I was a good girl.
I was a good girl.
I said, I said,"No."
Do you remember Christmas morning?
You know it's real because . . .
Well, here comes Santa Claus.
Well she liked it; you know she liked it.
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[24 Dec 2007|09:48pm] |
In your eyes, I'm not worth it.
Gimme back my alcohol.
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