blaqueandblue

This morning, 11:37: Breanna left me and i want her back but i don't know how to do that. i need your help, Rose, i'm slipping again. She took away Bed Sheets and My Saturday. Can i still bestow them as gifts? Am i any good as a lover anymore? i want her back. i miss her, in every sense. "Love is watching someone die."...
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I considered some poetic business about skies burning and falling... sweet summer rain says it all. It's a beautiful summer night here, so rare, so precious. This is wondrous. I hope that all of you have a night like this, serene and scarce, thoughtful and fleeting.

I'm feeling a remarkable calm and a joy. It's quite something, I do not remember the last time I felt this way.
I have control over my life, in many ways. I am in possession of an audio tape on which someone who I have great disdain for admits to the commission of a minor crime, but more than enough to get said person fired,...
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Grey Goose La Vanille tastes sexy. Thought you'd like to know.

"There's nothing to do at 3 AM." First, it was 2:45. Second, it was about 3:15 by the time i left, so i avoided that whole hornets nest. ha! take that, robin.
As it turns out, the social scene at 3:30 was still dead, choc it up to a strategic error on my part. Nevertheless, i've no need of drunken roobs to entertain myself, even...
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So, on the way to work a brand new S60 (Volvo) tried to get crazy. My Volvo 764ti, vintage 1990, actually stomped it! Not by much, but when your car tools it's 18 year younger sister, it's kind of kinky. And the other night i embarassed a 2003 Eclipse, same stop light as the S60, stupid mitsu-japanese crap, my Swedish sedan effed him with his...
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Yea, so i work at a gas station; and i work the grooveyard shift. It's a shitty fucking job and the money sucks, my social life died because no one wants to go out drinking at 9 AM when i get off work and no one wants to go out at 3AM on my "days" off. On the days off, i wake up at 7PM...
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