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Saturday, October 3, 2009

September 30, 2009

Ammar died his facial hair and stained his face. Cleaned up and moved some clothes . She snapped and yelled at me. I pictured myself pushing her out the window as I dreamt that night.
Posted by Elias Gurrola at 2:48 PM

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