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4:55 p.m. - 2005-03-07 I was invisible today. Our own island to fsu on. Black markets. Being allowed to kill niggra tribesmen. Honduras will be fucking sweet. I have the chills and have felt like shit all day. It would have been a better idea to sleep instead of looking for information on marcellas dad. Im just dead. I wish you all or just you spoke fucking english. |