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Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Bad.
Things are not going as planned.
What is the point of it all really. I miss you so much and to see you doing well and not be part of or be included your life kills me. It really does.
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Who is Evil Zin
Evil Zin
London, United Kingdom
A journal detailing many regrettable misadventures of Evil Zin (and his seemingly diminishing quest for success).
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Another one.
Worst week ever.
Bad.
Dead on the inside.
Ideas to paper.
Me, a bored stripper and a wreak.
Jesus juiced.
Suddenly I see.
Rude awaking.
Wet pillow.
I am really trying.
Possible career option.
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