![]() i just found a friend . . . in one of your lies, to treat me so nice. |
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spectre will lie, radar has gathered midnight nooses from boxcar cadavers.
whoa. so. i really don't update this often anymore.2003-11-07 : 12:44 p.m. so much time. / so little to do. strike that, reverse it . . . let's see. i up and went to fargo last night. i love that. i'll just be chillin' here talking to people on msn and next thing i know kenzie's home and going 'hey want to go to fargo?' and i go. no questions asked. a change of scenery is ALWAYS a good thing. in the mean time, we might be going to some skating comp thing in minneapolis tomorrow cause nate is in it. fucking kids and their extreme sports . . . hahahaha . . . so. school is officially driving me crazy and i really don't think i'll be returning next year. and if you want to view that as me searching for sympathy, you can kiss my ass.
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>> 4:05 : blatant female conspiracy. current archive profile guestbook notes rings poetic tragedy. bitch and moan. cast. random photos. lucky designs host |
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>> this isnt' high school. Wearing: jeans, green and white saddle shoes with pink and white checkered laces, an orange tank top and a vintage orange/red/yellow/brown/green apron that was my mom's back in the day. Talking to: no one. it's all you, suga'. Feeling: jim dandy. Listening to: jet's "get born". |
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>> hurry up and wait. eeeebaaaay.. - 2005-03-04 it's for the love of the song. - 2005-02-15 play the piano drunk like a percussion instrument.. - 2004-11-10 ..til the fingers begin to bleed a bit. - 2004-11-10 maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again. - 2004-11-06 |
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>> there's always someone who's gotta spoil it for the rest of the gang. cheeseballs drayke himfan xgeekxcorex milkweasel deadforweeks yummgotrice theclashboy american-emo mylitlepony buriedaliive tumyeto after-you velvethrsday boo-on-spam poopyface schlimazlnik or bored? skateboarding is a lifestyle. not a fad. homestarrunner.net, it's .com. someone is giving me the evil eye.
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>> the past can kick your ass. "punks lament lost love, vocal chords." this summer rocked my socks off. and at the same time . . . it was so sad . . . |
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>> sink to the beat. * i used to be sad, now i'm just bored with you. * (- lyrics by ryan adams.) |