why does the world need me..
when the best thing i do is being a dickand the worst thing i do is being someone nice.
how'd i wish a car, maybe a flying car, could run me down at full speed, such that i feel enough pain to get me into coma, but just little enough to let me live without having my legs removed.
the grill was great, thanks all.
i'm sorry
posted by jonathan @ 1:41 AM
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