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Jun 30, 01
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Nem im sorry sweetie, life sux. If you need to talk, you know where to find me ....
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Jun 30, 01
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justin hun....i know how u feel...losing a friend or neone u care for is really hard...u know my number...call me if u need to talk ok??..hope u feel better...~
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Jun 30, 01
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i love you justin
you know how much i love you i could not find the whords to say how PISSED off I get when people bad talk YOU
ME---------> :016: <-------them :005: YOU ARE my BEST freind SWEET :027: you know people who kill them selves are selfish don't beat your self down for her mistackes O.K MY SPECHAL PUDDIN POP I LOVE YOU :Kimmie: c a l l m e
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Jul 02, 01
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hey nemesis...
man...i totally know what ur going through...except being a friend...it was my dad..
i know it really isn't a good thing i should post but i just wanna express that i know what ur going through.. in april my father was in a hospital in mission and i had visited him on saturday april 14, 2001, the same day as twisted 2001 i went there in the morning to visit him cuz the doctors told us that he doesn't have that many days left to live...so i went there..and it took tremendous courage for me to do that...seeing how i haven't seen him in 14-15 years...and i did it... when i saw him..i couldn't bare to see him...the man i called father...was lying in what would sooner be his death bed...it was so hard for me to be in the room with him...and i haven't spoken to him really...cuz of some family issues...and when my family and i got there...we found out that he couldn't really talk...so my one and only chance left to talk to him...was ruined...which ih ad no idea was gonna happen...so all the things i wanted to say to him over the past 15 years...was ruined....and i'll never ever get that chance to tell him what i felt about everything he did... and at twisted...i had the worst time of my life...i was floored thinking about my dad...cuz i knew sumthin was wrong..really wrong...a gut feeling something horrible was gonna happen for some reason..and i was actually crying at twisted...cuz..my only chance to make peace with my father was taken away from me, and i took all the phone calls he called me with for granted...i actually hung up on him all the time...cuz i truly hated him...even though he's my father...i still love him though.. and i spent all of twisted, really frikken high, floored, and spent all that time thinking about my dad... then...the next morning...sunday....i slept...cuz i was so tired..and sketchy.. when i woke up..at like 6:00 pm april 15th...my uncle, my dad's brother, called me, i was the only one at home, and told me that my father passed away.... i bursted into tears for so long... and till this day..i think about him everyday....even though i hate him with everything i have...i still love....loved...him...and i wish i could have made everything right when i had the chance... so yeah....i too...nemesis...know what it's like to lose someone really close to u...and since that day...i've decided not to let anything stand in the way of what's on my mind... somethings stay closed, but i've learned that u gotta take matters into ur own hands right away with situations....or else u'll regret it when ur chance is over...so everyone, i think u should do and say what's on ur mind, before u never ever get the chance to try it.....and that'll be something in ur life that u'll regret..probably forever...cuz i know i still do...till this day....and there's nothing i can do about it...
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