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Sunday, June 15, 2003

This might sound a bit sacreligious to you, but I'm not so sure God is capable of making a man I could be impressed with.

my night summed up in text messages...
"That focker didn't call me back"
"Ps have i mentioned i hate men ;)"
"Oh gee he finally decides to call"
"No seriously like i said b4 i hate men"
"you know i'm not drunk enough for this haha"
"LMAO! I ditched him and got hit on by 6 other guys!"

p.s. Ragweed fuckin rocked!
p.s.s. Sara...you're boy Jonah headed for nashville a few days ago to be a songwriter and he said "I'm NEVER coming back to Texas"

♥Oh, so vintage... 1:21 AM


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