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Saturday, January 17, 2009

It's as if my vices are calling out for me.

And I'm sitting here crying. And I never cry. But tonight has been a wakeup call. And I think I can allow myself one full night of crying. But just this once.
Posted by Madison Taylor. at 9:59 PM

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