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Heir To Misfortune.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Visual Aid: I felt creepy getting these pictures.
Stacy: The bitch.
Aleks: The wreck.
Jasey: The rock.
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Bethy doesn't sleep...
...she just counts sheep.
I've got a big mouth.
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TRUE FUCKING LOVE.
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Spencer Smith: Jasey's baby daddy.
Bare Me New Bones.
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Visual Aid: I felt creepy getting these pictures.
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Bethy
I'm Bethy. I write a lot, and most of it makes no sense. Bare with me though, you might get into it.
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