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Friday, August 19, 2005
  random rants
random rants, im just gonna talk (type) my ass off, no topic, just rants

wondering wad would u be doing when u grw up, dreams? wad dreams? dreams put food on the table? dreams pay the bills? dreams gets u the chick? fuck. no! it fuckin cant. i love cars,i wanna get into automotive stuff.. but i cant eat brembo 8 pots calipers and delfi meters can i? argh. screw reality.

How queer huh, being all car-lover and all, i cant even drive. yes u read it, I CANT FUCKIN DRIVE. so wad the hell? racing? to hell with u! ARGHHHH!!

wads wrong with me man, how can i be so fuckin emotional, i hate it, being emotional and being a guy doesnt mix, it really doesnt. guys arent fuckin supposed to cry! fuck double standards man.i miss her, yeah i noe i do, but den again, i dun wanna be frens. its hard to explain. it just really too much to let go, i dun get the rationale behind all these "lets be frens" kinda shit. flame me, but enlighten me if u will. if u loved him/her so much, u gotta break up, fine. but why that "lets be fren" shit?
 
Comments:
coz they don't want to lose a friend.
 
i dun think i'm a good one anyways
 
u r. period.
 
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