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11-25-2008, 03:37 PM
I was supposed to go to a lock-in Friday night and I had to bring a pack of 24 water bottles. Well, since it would be 20 minutes out of our way, my mom said I couldn't go. I was like WTH! I swear she is such a b*tch at times and I have told her that. To her face. Not the smartest thing I have ever done but it felt good and I didn't say sorry.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby
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