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01-18-2006, 08:49 PM | #151 (permalink) | |
a l'amou fou pou tout
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01-18-2006, 09:42 PM | #152 (permalink) | |
snickers
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And I'll change my avatar if bitches be liking that better, naamean?
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01-18-2006, 10:55 PM | #153 (permalink) |
killedmyraindog
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I get the impression people fight me jsut to fight me. Listen jackass, I didn't say my opinoins were fact, I said they were truth. Like honest, as if to say I wasn't speaking on hidden motives.
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01-18-2006, 11:40 PM | #154 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
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like this one any better big3?
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.... Quote:
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01-18-2006, 11:57 PM | #155 (permalink) | |
Freeskier
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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER |
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01-19-2006, 12:07 AM | #156 (permalink) |
killedmyraindog
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I see your point man, but am I wrong? I'd honestly like to know, because there are a few people here who seem to gun for me. Snickers not one of them, but honestly, he took that the one way it could seem arrogant...wtf?
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01-19-2006, 12:35 AM | #157 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
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i think the reason that some people may "gun for you" is because you are somewhat abrasive with your comments at times. definitely not that its a bad thing, its good that you feel the need to get your two cents in, to make your opinions heard. people just like to pick on people like that. if ive made it seem like i was "gunning" for you, i didnt mean to. im the same way sometimes, and it gets me into many arguments.
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.... Quote:
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01-19-2006, 12:45 AM | #158 (permalink) | |
Freeskier
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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER |
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01-19-2006, 12:48 AM | #159 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
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sure, debates works, but sometimes they are arguments. not debates but pure sh*tslinging arguemnts.
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.... Quote:
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