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== Dear my diary==

Sorry that I didn't write to you yesterday, because yesterday 

was a fucking freaking friday since never in any hole live.

I hope aou can ever forgive me.

You know, that I'll never cheat on you.

But there's a man called Cesario who's very delicious

and smells like teen spirit.

Sweet dreams are made of him. Who am I to disagree?

I have to get him for my hole live - lying '''naked''' on my bed in this moment

I feel to be near him.

If there wouldn't be Orsino. See you later, Alligator!

Stay low, keep cool and fresh.





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