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27 November 2008
I don't especially want to work at Abercrombie again, but it would be nice if you'd at least call me back. It's not like you're so busy, what with your living at your grandmother's and not having any friends.
Asshole.
♥ yours truly. ;
"And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep." --Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five