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another stitched up bullet wound.

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Friday, August 17, 2007
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from morning till evening, the day was great for me until my parents came home...
come home KPKB....
ask my father to return my phone to me, he say wad tomorrow then come take form him.ask him why, he threaten me. hah he wanna hit me?? alrights hit and i'll walk out of the house, thats for sure.
i notice that the things i want, are just so hard to come by.
from my needs, to my wants...
sucha long list of things i want. but too but i guess working hard to get it is only the possibility...
hah, guess lamenting won't make any thing change...