This lady was the equivalent of a female dog. And I mean this with all sincerity, I do. Here I am, you know, looking for God. Who do I find? Satan. I'm still not feeling warm and fuzzy all over. Don't I deserve better? I think that I really do, at this point. Who does she think she is, anyway? I'm really just trying to find my rhythm. I mean really, I am. I know there's a higher meaning here, something that I keep missing.
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Wednesday, March 4, 2009
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