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2002-08-24 - 1:26 a.m.

tomorrow morning, i'm packing one pair of jeans and a single clean tee shirt, some hot pants, a few sheets of stationery, pop rocks in case of make-out emergency, and mix tapes and cash for gasoline, and natalie and i are hitting the road.

(do you really think i'm the type to sit in my bed and stew in my own self-loathing? fuck no. i'm the type who chooses to go out and live.)

i'll be back when i get back.

and you're just going to have to deal with that.



prove me wrong.