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What's Hauté?

Friday, May 26, 2006 @ 6:49 PM

Mother, I Love You. SWEAR.

She only sees joy in my little sister. It just dawned upon me how much she has done for us all these years. And pardon me, its 17 years for me and 15 years for my brother. I cannot imagine what it feels like and what she has gone through.

Oh fuck. I better get on my goddamn legs and hearts and ears and ass and do what I have to do for her which I haven't.

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