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Monday, September 8, 2008
some people
sleepwalk through life and don't even know they're sleeping...
until someone wakes them up.
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i wish i had a time machine.
i don't need another HALF to make me WHOLE.
death is not the battle; it's the anticipation tha...
TO ALL THE IMMATURE BOYS OUT THERE:
charmed.
Russian Roulette.
home is where the HEIST is.
when in doubt............. pray.
some people
GAME ON, BITCHES.
to my second father, sunny michael.
your forevers usually mean never.
The finest steel
when life hands you limes...
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