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August 08, 2004
5:54 a.m.

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My dad rented Joe Versus the Volcano...which of course reminds me of you.

I hate that everything is a memory. And that you don't care about me anymore.

I don't want to care about you.

And how in the world does a guy like you get three great straightedge vegan roommates? You are neither of those anymore. You are nothing but a lush who drinks his life away every single day. Gosh, I hope they straighten you out. You're 21 now though...and that scares me.

I might hate you.




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