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Archive for September 14th, 2005

No one messes with the do!! *points at head*

Wednesday, September 14th, 2005

I am starting to think my hair has brain of its own… a very sinister brain that holds some power over the one inside my skull… quietly whispering every now and then.
You know how in cartoons when someone is contemplating whether they should do something nasty or not and this devil pops up and [...]

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