[Edit:]By the way. You can't tell me this shit doesn't happen. I watch Oprah.
[Re-Edit:] Just so you know. Things sure as hell aren't fine and dandy, this was just sort of one of those good moments.
For those of you who noticed. No, my theme isn't intended to be morbid. Its from a Yevgeny Yevtushenko poem called "Late Tears". The verse goes:
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Bravo, good sir. Bravo! *removes monocle for polishing*
Hello, Sam. It's Lauren. Um, so yeah. You're on my friends page but if you want me to remove you I totally understand.
So, um. You've already pretty much addressed any crappy ass advice i could have given. And who really wants dieting advice from as skinny ass redhead anyway? Since I offer really poor serious advice, I shall instead tell you something completely non-serious. Maybe you should hire a little kid to run inside a Chinese food resturant and snatch a fortune cookie. Then pay the kid with the actual cookie and you keep the fortune. Go home and tape it atop your computer monitor where you can ponder upon or argue with Confusious whenever your IMing with a slow typer, or when some shit just happened to contradict or reaffirm whatever the fortune is. Good day, sir.
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But Rene, last night I sort of figured out that I 3rd hand know you. I've probably even seen you at least once. It weirded me out.
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There names are Ben & Jerry.
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i love u
no matter what your size, i find u incredibly beautiful and intelligent and always i woman i will envy
*maimai*
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LOVE YOU!!!!!
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