Sep 10, 04
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through the crack in the wall, miles of stretching oblivion.. cowering into a wreckless smudge of discontentful emotion.. light long lost in nights past.. finish the section.. erase the crippled shell.. repair it to new
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Sep 10, 04
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^^ no fucking clue where that came from..
what the fuck? fuck the what?.. the what fuck.. the fuck what? noyes maybbbbbbb e? 3at a 5h03 4 lunch |
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Sep 10, 04
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calm? CALM!>?!>?!?>! i like ice cream.. and.. wait.. **sniffs..
do you smell that?... **sniffs.. where's that popcorn at>?.. i been lookin for it forever.. been like 3 days now.. im getting angry.. who's got the fukkin popcorn!!! what thread do i have to go to to find the popcorn!!!! |
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Sep 10, 04
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why is the word fuck so versitile?
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Sep 10, 04
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too early for school dang nabbit! oh well its friday gotta do it for one more day then i get 2 days off!!!! woot! cant wait till im done!
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Sep 10, 04
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haha school....yeah i dont have ta worry bout THAT anymore...
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Sep 10, 04
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why dont more people use walkie talkies?
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Sep 10, 04
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does the paper cups with a string in the middle acutally work?
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Sep 10, 04
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whose smart idea was it to have cups shaped like cones? :S
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Sep 10, 04
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fuck yae-o
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Sep 10, 04
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whats so lucky about bamboo?
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Sep 10, 04
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what isnt?
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Sep 10, 04
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gives me headaches
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Sep 11, 04
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only when you get whacked over the head with it
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Sep 11, 04
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or when it somehow works its way into ur nose
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Sep 11, 04
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it's bamboooo!!!!!!!!!!! how the fuck does BAMBOOO MAKE IT INTO YOUR NOSE!!!!!!!! oh yea... stupid me.. doing huge ass muthafukkin lines right... now that's a HUUUUGE straw
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Sep 11, 04
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travelin somewhere,
could be n e where, there's a coldness in the air, but i dont care, we drift deeper, and life goes on, we drift deeper into the sound surround me travelin somewhere, could be n e where, there's a coldness in the air, but i dont care, we drift deeper into the sound and life goes on we drift deeper into the sound feelin strong so bring it on....so bring it on... |
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Sep 11, 04
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embrace me, surround me
as the rush comes... embrace me, surround me as the rush comes... embrace me, surround me as the rush comes... embrace me, surround me as the rush comes... as the rush comes as the rush comes as the rush comes.... |
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Sep 11, 04
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why dont we eat pigeons?
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Sep 11, 04
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Sep 11, 04
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fucking Tires...
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