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11:52am 04/11/2005
 
music: Access- Real at Night
Seguchi says to write more. Like I don't spend most of my fucking life writing, worrying about writing, and talking about writing. The last thing I need is to sit infront of his goddamn computer and write. Still, he nags; he sits there with that fucking smile on his face. I wonder if he'd still smile that way if I punched him in the jaw.

That's what I need to do. Not this.
 
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