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From where I'm standing that is a physical impossibility | 26 | 29.89% | |
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09-29-2006, 10:14 AM | #2406 (permalink) |
Elevator to the moon
Join Date: May 2005
Location: Snowy, cold, miserable Pennsylvania
Posts: 1,088
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FUCK!
so i go to ask my guidance counselor if i can drop chemistry cuz that class sucks ass & noooooo i cant we only have ten days to drop a class & that was ended last friday so now im stuck with this class that i absolutely hate ill repeat FUCK!
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09-29-2006, 02:37 PM | #2407 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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aawww to bad
deal with it
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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. |
09-29-2006, 06:10 PM | #2409 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^ nah.. the holes to small
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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. |
09-29-2006, 06:32 PM | #2410 (permalink) |
snickers
Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: detroit
Posts: 2,194
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I haven't spoken to my best friend in a week because his girlfriend made him mad at me for fingering her best friend and making out with another girl a day later.
I came to school today and had a hickey on my neck from another girl and no one would stop jumping on me about it. Both of my knuckles are bloody from brick walls, and all I want to do is break something so I don't feel so broken, but I can't stop being angry at myself and bitches that suck dick.
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