Monday, March 12, 2007

Take your gloves and get out


Dear Life,

I have no desire, at this point in my life or at the forseeable future, to ever find out what you freaking mean.

Good day to you.

Yours,
Sasha


PS
Lay off the bullshit for a little while, will you, please? I'm happy.

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