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12-18-2006, 12:29 AM | #94 (permalink) |
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All three of those nameds I absolutely loathe. lol. Worst boyfriend I ever had was named donny and his friends would call him don, i'd call him donny cause it was cuter. But wow that brings up some shit. lol. You're still cool with me though. You notice I mentiond you in a recent thread I made in general music. check it out. I'm expecting some nasty response.
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12-18-2006, 12:31 AM | #95 (permalink) | |
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12-18-2006, 12:35 AM | #96 (permalink) |
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^lol. But the name doesnt make the person so dont worry.
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
12-18-2006, 12:37 AM | #98 (permalink) |
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^lol, what is that supposed to mean? Poking fun at my name!? Beware: I'll cut cha!
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
12-18-2006, 08:07 AM | #99 (permalink) |
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my full name is actually Micahel Louis O'Brien Decota the first
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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. |
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