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sugarmouse0587 (profile) wrote,
on 7-6-2004 at 8:25pm
I can't believe it. It really happened. My mom was yelling at me about fabric softner.

And Ryland is talking to me. He doesn't ask to change the channel. So we watch dumb movies about mosquitos. Forget the pants.

I am white trash minus the tube top. In a few weeks I will be fat and I will be smoking.
I live in a manufactured home.
It's dark and it's not mine.


I went to the field and wasn't afraid of snakes. I think I died.


A boy called. No one knows who it was.

Because:
1. People answer the phone before the caller ID can pick it up
2. People don't bother to ask who is calling, they just ASSume.
3. If the caller ID does pick it up it gets erased and no one remembers to tell me that a boy called.

I can't breath and want band camp and my room and no sheets on the couch and a light bulb in the fridge.

I want to not hate my mom.

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skife

07-07-04 8:46am

i live in a manufactured home.... oh wait, i am white trash.

sorry, just trying to maybe cheer you up, why did you guys move anyways

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sugarmouse0587

Re:, 07-07-04 9:50am

because everyone is insane.

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