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September 12, 2002 | 5:14 pm
This is a real conversation with some loser who wouldn't quit sending me random IMs while I was trying to actually do some homework for once. Lsutigergirl24: you're weird Bbrandon1877: how am i weird Lsutigergirl24: please don't talk to me, really Bbrandon1877: im just jokin with you, but i do need a car Lsutigergirl24: ok though, but i still have no desire whatsoever to talk to you Bbrandon1877: why whatd i say Lsutigergirl24: NONE Bbrandon1877: geez what di d i do Lsutigergirl24: nothing, don't worry ahout it, but please don't make me block you. i'd really rather not talk to you, at all, ever Bbrandon1877: why Lsutigergirl24: YOU ARE A FUCKING WEIRDO. seriously. i have NO desire to talk to you, and if you were intelligent enough, you wouldn't bother talking to me either. okay???? Bbrandon1877: are you a huge stuck up brat Bbrandon1877: must be Lsutigergirl24: no, i'm not, but i'm not a fucking loser either Bbrandon1877: daddys little girl Lsutigergirl24: KILL YOUSELF well. on that note, i'm off to class.
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