cept my friends. The REAL ones who stand by me and are there for me. Who have been there for me when I needed them. To go fishing and talk about girls, to start an ice cream fight and make me laugh by eating all the cookies you are giving me, for the poop who calls and cares and always wants to talk about life and love and how better we are when we
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Is there something you need to tell me about your childhood I don't already know about? Because that was a little too far in detail for explaing sore.
And what is this poop thing? At first I was thinking you were talking about anna b/c...well I won't go into that, but now it sounds like its someone else.
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Hey BTW, I think I may have taken a little of my current roomate frustration out on you over the phone bill. I still think you owe it to me, but Im sorry for the rudeness I had over it. I was just in a pissy mood and took it out on the wrong person.
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scott you are wonderful, and you always put how you feel into such great words, and when you are trying to get a point across you do it so well! i'm jealous of your skills. and pretty much what megan said, is SO VERY TRUE.
<3 i shall see you tonight at kavies place right!?
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I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really I'm not actually your friend
But I am
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Of my primitive ancestry
That stood on rocky shores and kept the beaches shipwreck free
Though I respect that alot
Id be fired if that were my job
After killing Jason of and countless screaming Argonauts
:-P
Oh and a lil fun fact: Shel Silverstein (Where The Sidewalk Ends) wrote Johnny Cash's hit song A Boy Named Sue
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