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Saturday, January 3, 2009

down the caustic path of personality growth
a guy limped along
scooped out inside, poor bastard
but it really doesn't matter if his
mom and dad were married or not
Posted by paulette at 9:05 PM

1 comments:

Hector the Crow said...

haha

January 5, 2009 2:23 AM

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