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03-27-2007, 10:11 PM | #11 (permalink) |
Freeskier
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whenever I have to work at the warehouse instead of my actual job at the shop I always leave very angry and with a strong desire to break things. It annoys me greatly.
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03-27-2007, 10:20 PM | #12 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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Location: new hampsha
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i dont have a job
i used to play with fire alot
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
03-27-2007, 10:21 PM | #13 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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oh and
i used tot ake a speech class i couldnt get s, and sh right yes there was something not perfect about me
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
03-27-2007, 11:22 PM | #14 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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loser
doesnt have the balls to off himself i know i couldnt and thta means he cant
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
03-28-2007, 07:34 AM | #15 (permalink) |
Imperfectly Perfect
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Location: North Carolina
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why does your sub-name say "Of senatorial peoples from Rome?"
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03-28-2007, 08:12 PM | #18 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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crying is for ***s.
i guess im *** i dunno, right now im not impressed with things
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
03-29-2007, 05:07 PM | #20 (permalink) |
i ruin threads
Join Date: Feb 2007
Location: littleton newhampshire
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^655321 is alex delarges prison number in a clockwork orange
and i knew that noone would have had that cuase its excesivly pointless and its number not letters any combination of numbers will fit into someting or couuld simply be someones favorite number unlike with letters were there are only some many and can be mocked and minipulated
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Well there's one thing to know about this town Not a person doesn't want me underground Last edited by 655321; 03-29-2007 at 05:15 PM. |
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