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Tuesday, December 2, 2008 10:01 PM

I developed hatred for Christmas trees recently.
They hurt me whenever I touch them.
I handle them gently and with care, but they never reciprocate.
I feel so sad for my arms ):


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Boyfriend pampered me with these! weee~
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Life's such a routine.
B-O-R-I-N-G -___-
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