Nov 24, 2007 17:44
so, strangely enough, my pants smell like food. it's not a bad smell, either. it is a very good smell and it's making me hungry. in fact, i find myself smelling them again as i write this, and wondering what kind of food it is so that i can go get some. it has been that kind of day.
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take my suggestions or not, hopefully next time i see you a guy you like has his arm around you...
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Please understand that nobody cares about your dick size or your six pack.
Maybe when you grow up and realize that on the inside you're nothing but a hollow piece of shit you'll realize you probably have no real friends. Just other hollow shells that make themselves feel better by lashing out on others.
Grow up. Smell the fucking daisies.
Life is not prom, alcohol, being cool.
Life is making someone of yourself.
Life is making mistakes and apologizing for them. Don't be a pussy and hide behind an anonymous name. At least give the world a face to pity.
Because that's all we can do for you now. Pity you.
I hope that you go to college, although you'll probably go to YSU, and you realize that there is a lot more to learn. You'll probably also learn that you're an ASSHOLE.
Ciao.
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Go make something of yourself and stop making other people feel like shit.
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