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[Monday
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6th, 2006 at 8:57pm] |
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My fucking mother is sending me away to rehab all the way in Pennsylvania. I hope she fucking dies. I wont fucking go if I am not alowed to smoke cigarettes there. Im going to be gone for no more then a month or so they say. Maybe it will be just afew weeks. I dont want to stop using Dust Off. It is the most amazing feeling in the world. It makes me so happy. Atleast I can still have weed. It just doesn't feel good enough anymore. I just don't want to have to go through my life without Dust off and it sucks. I hate being addicted to things. Things that are so easy to fucking steal. I don't regret doing Dust off though. I had some good fucking times.
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