Subject: Say Something Nice About The Person Above You - game
1lilrockerchic
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posted on 2004-1-20 at 13:17
ian felt loved the first time i pm him!! but hes only 14 and i thought he was like my age!!
.::Lullaby::.
xX*I am sorry now (but will I ever let you go…)
Things seem so wrong (I had something worth living for)
I cant go on, but its something we’re suppose to do
My heart is crushed, now that I’m without you
I’m without you *Xx
little_lady
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posted on 2004-1-20 at 14:17
CMW is our secret code for sex, didn't ya know??
hahaha just kidding, it's some event in Toronto.
Kaitlynn, I heard from a friend that they already took in all applications, Im like wtfffffff i was never even able to get to the friggin application
page hahaha
you won't let me down...
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 02:52
Likes to shake it like a polaroid picture!! ha ha
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 02:55
is worth every penny of her wage
Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am
amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record:
you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet
had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him
of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are
now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis.
little_lady
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 02:57
I think someone's got a crushhhhhh
you won't let me down...
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 02:58
How'd you figure out that I have a crush on you
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 03:01
i am soooooooooo crushing
Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am
amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record:
you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet
had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him
of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are
now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis.
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 03:15
can admit when he's been defeated
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mr. dobalina
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 03:17
is a sore-winner
Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am
amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record:
you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet
had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him
of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are
now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis.
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 03:22
is a 10 in my books...not an 8 or 8.3
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mr. dobalina
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 03:24
can sweet-talk someone into anything. ANYTHING.
Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am
amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record:
you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet
had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him
of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are
now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis.
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 03:27
can be sweet-talked into A N Y T H I N G
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mr. dobalina
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 03:30
has soft hands
Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am
amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record:
you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet
had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him
of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are
now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis.
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:12
has filled up almost an intire page flirting with my krista
oops did i say my krista? sorry
lol
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:26
feels silly for posting that comment
i think he was kidding guys
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:28
with proper training, will become strong in "kung-fu"
you will learn the ways, grasshopper
[Edited on 21-1-04 by mr. dobalina]
Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am
amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record:
you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet
had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him
of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are
now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis.
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:29
how could he have possibly known that??? i went and got my fortune taked the other day and that is exactly what they told me
^^^^^is now the new miss. Cleo^^^^^^^^^^
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:35
secretly loves Vince Carter and wishes he could be like him
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:40
always makes me wonder what her avator is when she posts
and i do not secertly want to be vince carter, i would be ashamed to play basketball
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:42
doesn't want to admit to the board that he likes Vince Carter
and it's the UNC Tarheels logo where Vince Carter played and some other little known players like Michael Jordan.
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:42
does in fact play basketball, which makes me like him.
however, fails to recognize the north carolina tarheels symbol, which definitely doesn't impress a basetball fan.
Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am
amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record:
you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet
had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him
of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are
now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis.
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:44
i don't follow college leagues or anything, i just do my shit and sho the boys up
has become a big part of the forum in a very short time
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:48
says things like "i just do my shit and sho the boys up". which is cocky and arrogant. i like cocky and arrogant people. seriously.
Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am
amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record:
you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet
had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him
of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are
now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis.
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:49
he likes me cause i know i am better then him
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posted on 2004-1-21 at 04:57
would move to his province if it wasn't so darn cold
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