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Monday, November 2, 2009
I need to chill the fuck out
but at the same time, get more serious about work.
Paradoxes, contradictions and ironies.
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Michelle
November 5, 2009 at 6:30 AM
<3
also sorry i conked out just past midnight hier soir and we didn't get to make dessert crepes.
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ReplyDeletealso sorry i conked out just past midnight hier soir and we didn't get to make dessert crepes.