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15th December 2002

8:39am: oh my the last of my life has passed
I do not think I would wake up if you hit me.
They say it is raining...storming...too much for a drive.
Please let me go. I will be so very careful.
All I can pray for now is sun.
It seems that plan rock-out-Grant-and the kids is not a go go.

Death to the girl in the little black dress.
8:40pm: night has fallen. I am ill now, for real.

Thump Thump goes my heart

Too much to say.
Ask me individually and I will give you the gist of my story.
Current Mood: sick
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