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Yes... | 30 | 34.48% | |
From where I'm standing that is a physical impossibility | 26 | 29.89% | |
Sh...Should I? | 31 | 35.63% | |
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08-13-2014, 08:34 PM | #16272 (permalink) |
Dude... What?
Join Date: Oct 2013
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somewhere, i think.
pretty sure my pocket knife got confiscated at some point cuz that **** lost as fvck.
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08-16-2014, 07:54 PM | #16278 (permalink) |
Dude... What?
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There are like 2 liquor stores on Van Ness street. There's the one that I stop by after work to get a Smirnoff Ice and a half pint of Vodka and then there's the other one that I can never seem to find.
It takes more than a halfie of vodie and a 32oz of 4% booze to get me too ****ed up to know where things are but this is seriously annoying. WHERE THE **** IS IT AND WHY CAN'T I EVER FIND IT OMW HOME? Had to walk like, 4 blocks down market near the library to get my refill. UNACCEPTABLE.
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08-16-2014, 10:00 PM | #16280 (permalink) |
Dude... What?
Join Date: Oct 2013
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im done
with all of it i'd feel more motivated to make positive changes in my life if i felt like anyone seemed to genuinely want that for me. i feel like no one sees anything in me. im just some ****ing loser with a ****e job, a family that's too conceded to notice how much mental agony i stave off every damn day, nothing. i have, nothing.
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