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she has beautiful thighs.

i am so sick of hearing that perfect song. i'm so ready to play all of it at once. and scream.
and it's just like me, to try to scrub it off, with the wrong sponge. and now there are tons of scratches. and my hand hurts.
perfect.
everything is so fucking perfect.
including this bad hair day that i'm having.

maybe it's not the song. maybe it's me.
i could be so much more than this.

our first home game is tomorrow. so, if anyone gets bored around 6 pm, come down to the soccer park. and our cookout at the beer depot on frankfort ave after the game.
i have to work friday and saturday morning. blah.

9:13 p.m. - 2005-09-01

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