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Thursday, March 10, 2005
WHY DID I LEAVE?
imagine being one of the passengers in a raggedy, old, beat up car that is being driven aimlessly, more or less, by nearsighted simpletons with no map. my life is too precious. please, let me out at the far corner.
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