The Wanderers and Sin City. Must be my lucky day.
Reminder to self: No arbit mails and arbit SMSs to people, esp. impulsive ones.
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Life, as seen from the eyes of a hopeless narcissist. A true story of one man's journey through life's little pleasures and pointless struggles; a man whose last friends died 65 million years ago; a man who believes evolution has taken a step back after Velociraptors...
This is the inspirational story of his life, his experiences, joys, sorrows, women and dinosaurs; his sometimes hilarious, sometimes tragic escapades and his one true love: himself.
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1 comment:
it just goes to show u miss that person and the fact u like them enough to know u can count on them. its not that bad u know
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