January 24, 2006
I love this duckie.
I love this duckie.
I love this loggy duckie.
I love this boring loggy duckie.
I love this black boring loggy duckie.
I love this unreliable black boring loggy duckie.
I love this careless unreliable black boring loggy duckie.
I love this sad careless unreliable black boring loggy duckie.
I always wonder why he likes me.
I am not pretty; I am not cute; I am not nice. Yet, he likes me, for no reason.
Maybe everything I see right now is a lie.
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