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Apr 01, 2006 01:24

"I said I'd walk you home after our third round of pouring whiskey down the barrel of our guts and I grabbed hold of your hand. We're up and we're out and we're yelling through the streets, and I'm out of my fucking mind, and I know you're next to me but I must confess what's in my head. Keep pumping now, legs to beat the ground, and our hearts to ( Read more... )

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WHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA tinkerhellll April 8 2006, 04:30:58 UTC
WHAT UP MS KRISTIN, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS MECHANISM OF THE LIVEJOURNAL AND HOW DO I WORK THIS SHIT WITHOUT WASTING MY CORNEAS ON A SCREEN ID RATHER NOT BE SITTING STILL INFROMT OF, MUCH OBLIGED FORTHE LOGIC AND INFO THAT I LACK. MOSTLY LOGIC, BUT EH, IM VICKY WHAT THE FUCK, YOU KNOW?

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samy_central April 18 2006, 19:42:08 UTC
april fools

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bemyheroin April 19 2006, 01:42:08 UTC
haha april fools like your back ?

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samy_central April 19 2006, 02:30:41 UTC
i have no idea i was bored today and wanted to read something haha

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