A time capsule of thought, imagination, wishes, dreams, let downs, and life.
Monday, September 30, 2002
the bitch of a lady that was just at my door banging on it and the glass as well, fucking almost broke the damn thing. was there to get the fucking 19.50 for the sunday paper. fucking a, if i dont answer the door the first 2 times you ring the bell then go the fuck away bitch.
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