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| Topic: Dear Diary ,..the revised edition | |
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as far i can see-------it's still daylight after it arose--
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Dear Diary:
Where are my pants? |
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Dear Diary:
Fresh did not come visit me in my dream like she said she would, you make me sad. |
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say diary--do i gotta sleep?---no i don't think so--
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Dear Diary: My brother in law's meezer stopped by and said meow and left.
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Deaer diary.....I wonder how much shadow drank???
 
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uhhhhhhhhh whats a meezer???
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dear diary,
i think i'm still dreaming. and i have babysitting this evening!! and my wife has a gig....i'm free!! i'm free!! I'm heavily discounted!! |
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Meezer= Siamese
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All cats are meezers whether they truly are or not one.
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dearest diary--------
STFU!!--ain't helpin' me--
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Oh I was there war....you just don't remember!! I was doing some serious dream whoring last night!!
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Figures! I never remember anything good that happens.
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dd,
are you fresh again yet? |
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Dear diary........I remember nottink of my dreams!!! Nottink!!!!
Ohhhhhh I think I hit the pillow and there was no rolling around.......just dead to the world 
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still drinking, gypsy----still--cuz i could'nt sleep---
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no.....headed there right now!!!
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Daaayuuuum!!!!!!!
what a drag !!! my posts will not go where i want!!! 
you are strong pull up!!!!!! i'm sittin here it's a glorious bizarre sky surreal with red and purple and the city is ablaze with festivals.. the museums are all open and they are many and diverse it's 'open avond'.....people dressed in layers and cruising on bikes and walking everywhere....minstrels and hot olie bollen.... ( round 'donuts' filled with currents) powdered sugar all over our fingers and decollete... 
we just came in from a whole day of it...it's dark at 6pm, but a weird dark, twilight still grapples with the daylight they dance around the windows of my house way up high here in the trees above amsterdam dear diary...i feel so grateful just for all of it/us 
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Dear diary.......its grey....full of pine needles and there is no festivals. If there was one I wouldnt go because I work and
nothing happens here......
I am so ungrateful
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