ya know, once I took a chick with me to a party I knew my ex was gonna be at. somehow, I still ended up talking to the ex. BITCHES SUCK!!! and when they are good at it, it really causes problems...
<marquee> I stood long and hard until the light...Rubbing needles in my eyes...eating dirt...I stood up...and everything was all-right!</marquee>
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<marquee> I stood long and hard until the light...Rubbing needles in my eyes...eating dirt...I stood up...and everything was all-right!</marquee>
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Yeah, I'm doing all right. Came to my senses a little this morning. I hadn't seen her for months at that point last night when I went over for a party with her friends and family. She's gone through a lot these past months and this guy reflects those problems in my mind. I don't like hearing the stories about this pill or that. And she spent the past year not knowing if she was going to graduate or be expelled. He's a nice enough guy really, I just....
OK... let's face it. It's all about me! me! me! and I want her back. :loveya: