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12-16-2005, 01:52 AM | #34 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
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watching the news, listening to what i think is funeral for a friend, and thinking about my damn spanish final tomorrow and how f*cked i am if i fail it.
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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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12-16-2005, 02:08 AM | #35 (permalink) | |
The Wetter The Better!!
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12-16-2005, 02:12 AM | #36 (permalink) |
Make it so
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I am sitting here confused because I have so much to do at once and I'm slow at doing it.
Otherwise I'm sitting in bed with my legs wrapped around the computer!
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12-16-2005, 02:14 AM | #37 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
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im taking it you have a laptop?
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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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12-16-2005, 02:14 AM | #38 (permalink) | |
Shadow on the wall
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12-16-2005, 02:16 AM | #40 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: San Diego
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*seconds that motion*
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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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