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Sunday, August 17, 2008

wah shit haven't posted in ages oO

alot of shit has happened since the last post, but what's new?

anyway, read this from somewhere...can't remember exactly where but it's somewhere and i remembered it:

i loved my father very much.

some people might tell ya real tough guys don't say things like that.

well, those people don't know what the #$%^ they're talkin' about.

real tough guys are emotional. that's what makes 'em tough guys in the first place.

they ain't afraid to show their emotions 'cause they don't give a crap what you think about 'em.

my father used to say that all the time.

like i said, i loved my father very much. and when he died, i bawled like a little girl.

i ain't afraid to admit that, either.



hmm...a very interesting perspective, no?

slau updated @ 6:43 PM

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