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Sunday, April 23, 2006

the world is evil.

i fell on a chair today. the chair legs broke, made me felt like goldilocks. to hell with courts, they only cheat your money.

chairs are like the bane of my existance. i've been falling on chairs ever since i was young.



and let me show you what my sister just said.

me: wahlao my poem is damn cliched.

sister: aiyah, you are always so cliched. you're forever acting cool, acting cute. the only thing you don't do is acting fat, because you're already fat.

me: !@#$%^&*()

the world is evil.

heaven on earth
10:11 pm