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Saturday, October 18, 2008
Untitled #454
She had the hair of an angel. Eyes that danced with the grace of licking flames. Deep opaque, flashing at me like a mermaids tail underneath the ocean surface. Then I came to my senses and realized she was fucking fat.
Hmmm. I get 1,200 characters to describe myself huh? I just wasted about 40 commenting on the fact, and another thirty commenting on me commenting. Boy. I am not making good use of this 1,200 thing am I? I work at the Wine Rack. I love my job. I love music and have strict tastes. That should do it.
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