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{Friday, November 11} 05.11.11 x2
My aunt Maria had dinner tonight rather than Sunday, so I went. Roast beef was on the menu, not a personal favorite, but hey, I didnt cook it. Im home now and I cannot breathe. Im actually weezing, and I never get like this, even when Im sick. Why am I so bad? Maria has two cats. Even though they were outside most of the time, and even when they were in I didnt touch them, there would be cat hair and dander everywhere (this is natural, I understand this). My mom is still there, I left and came home. Bed soon I think.


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its all a beautiful blur

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