7/09/05

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Slough off that shit

so what are the stakes - in this daytime/nighttime ed wood scene?

DAMN YOU!

Damnit I can't explain. I hate everything now. No I don't. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! That's how I feel now. No one cares. I don't care. It's just a moment. Goddamn. Damn God. Damn me.

Gamesmanship.

How much honesty is too much?
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