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Glass shards are not as pretty as the stars, no matter how they twinkle against my skin. Andrea: There will be no next time you little fucker. There will be no apologies. I will drop you where you stand. I think the world of me and mine and I will drop it on your head. Don’t you know it’s late and I have a show tomorrow?!? Roomie: You don’t know what it’s like. You don’t make connections. You’ve probably never even been in love. You’re just a cold, closed bitch. I looked at him. Andrea: You say bitch like it’s a bad thing. And you say love like it's a fad. How sorry I am for you. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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