Number 15

Jul 12, 2006 11:56

You're not my father. Never was. Never will be. You are simply known to me as the somewhat gracious person who lets me live 'under his roof'. The day I move out of your house is the last day you will ever see me. You're dead to me.

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lilchelcpoot July 13 2006, 18:59:51 UTC
aww buggaboo im sorry. i wish you could come stay in our extra bedroom. so i could save you from the troll. but you can come over whenever you'd like! :)

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headautomatica1 July 13 2006, 21:57:28 UTC
i really wish you would come hang out...my birthday is on saturday so we will be having people over..please come *sad puppy face*

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