Sometimes I feel sorry for chocolate bars.
I tear through them too fast. We don't get enough time to know each other before I devour it.
Is that weird? Fuck no.
Once again. TOO MUCH FUCKING FRENCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Argh.
Okay. I need to sleep more. Just gotta hang in there for at least one more week.
-Allan
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
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