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Sunday, Jun. 02, 2002 | 5:02 p.m.


we are inches away. but i never even got close.

i could have flipped them off when i passed them on the road. but i just kept going. i could have shot them dirty looks when they stared me down from across the room. but i smiled and waved. i could have left without saying goodbye. but i'm so fucking nice that i even said thank you.

and all i feel is hurt.

i hate girls.

i just want to say FUCK a lot.

this isn't high school.

go on drone