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October 27, 2009
One day, I'm gonna leave this place. Pack my bag and sling shot out o' here. Never look'n back, goin' where ever my feet take me.

Shut up guys, I'll do it, I swear.

I'll go busking aroun' the world, serenadin' with my sax. I'll sleep with the stars as a blanket and a rock as a pillow. 

STOP laughin'. Your'all just jealous. 

I'll have non cares, no worries, a kind o' live-and-let-live, sai la vie attitude. An' maybe, I'll meet someone special.

Go'on, laugh, I don't care any more, I don't need youse. 

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SCREW YOU GUYS