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Friday, November 25, 2005 @ 9:46 PM

8 hours at my new house.. either painting vacuuming or mopping.. where's the justice in the world.. did nth else the whole day.. you know who you are: im sorry.. i really didnt mean it.. im so sorry.. i.. i.. i donno wat to say.. donno..

all i wanted was an apology.. spiralled out of control.. now im the one apologising.. guess its karma.. im sorry.. if u know me at all. u know i didnt mean it

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