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it's time to get something to eat. and also, no more soda for me. I hereby renounce it.
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I am a son of the Most High God. If my name is never known on earth, I do not care. But I want it well known in hell and in heaven.
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the dust has only just begun to fall.
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it is time to labor like men should.
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I can't sleep. because I don't feel well. and my throat hurts. but it's alright, it's almost morning. and it feels better then.
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certain things upset me and where there is one, the other things are usually there too. making me maddeningly upset. it's not good.
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the fair is still pretty lame, like I remembered it to be. overpriced, crowded, and lame. except for Becca. She wasn't lame.
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it's late again. this could become a dangerous trend. I am mildly angry at the moment. because stupid people are very stupid.
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it is late. I am tired. Maybe 30% lonely. 10% too full. But that was a goood salad. Yum. Ethan misses all of his fusion people.
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