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Y WELCOME

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28th May '91
Victorian for life.

Life's like a box of chocolates, until you find out yours are expired.

Then you beat the crap out of someone else and take his chocolates.

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Y Friday, October 09, 2009
9:22 pm
Shit has been breaking down and I do NOT appreciate it.

Phone reception has been wonky.
Phone has been hanging.
There's a shitty piece of paper stuck in my iPhone's headphone jack.
Mouse scrolling seems to be a problem.
There's a tear in my gorgeous sling bag.
The last vestiges of my ancient shoes are giving way.
Garena is breaking down and refuses to connect.
Laptop's been heating up really quick.
My appetite stinks - lots of rubbish but no solid meals.
Diarrhoea.

But I still feel awesome.

Suddenly every random on the street feels like second rate trash and I am indeed, God's gift to mankind.

This is addictive.






Mine is yours and yours is mine
There is no divide
In your honor
I will die tonight.