Thursday, May 26, 2005

centennial shit

i'm twisting and turning in my bed, my stomach revolts of sickness.

i'm going to hold a racket this friday to smack some cocks/balls if i dun get divine help soon. oh please, lord, save me! where have all you racket welding angels gone to?

why, why!? why put me on the court?! when i haven't even touch one of those stick things for years?! pleaseee oh PLEASEEEEE SAVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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