Pimping the L5r World

Nov 14, 2004 00:19

Post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want.
Then post this to your journal.
See what people remember about you.

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pyrokinetica November 14 2004, 17:52:44 UTC
woot! I can comment now. it wouldn't let me before...

hrm... you beating me up in the hall ways at school, meeting you when I was with Lo in Canada and you had a silvery shirt and were verbally abusive and I thought you hated me until Lo informed me that was you flirting, pissing keith off at the mall when you visited, becca, green apple smirnoffs and raunchy teen boy movies which was amazingly fun.

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shestrying November 14 2004, 18:51:08 UTC
um, after we hadn't seen eachother since i graduated, we met up again at the ivory room because you were coming to visit teagan (small world, well hey, you can always say something good came out of the friendship... you got to see me again!! haha, i hope he reads this...) anyway, you were all like "oh my god, fucking bitch i haven't seen you in forever hoe!", and i was all like, "shit! whore, i know it's been too long"... well it wasn't exactly like that, but that is how i like to remember it :)
haha
team champ!! what what!

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scrapper0159 November 14 2004, 18:57:23 UTC
Since then i still havent had a friend like you. You are the sister that whoops my ass daily.

It makes me happy to remember those days.

TM

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glueweed November 17 2004, 17:15:24 UTC
ive thought long and hard about what to say here. Sadly , out of all the memories i have of you, i cant recall them. so im going to make up a memory i wish i could have with you. Because instead of the past, id like to make an amazing future, regardless of it coming true or not.

9 years into the future, you and me. In.. hmm who knows where. Living on a big ranch style home, because one day i will be famous and be able to take care of your family,mine and you and i. You'd drive the mini-van and take our kids to soccer practice. Id drive, a cabrio le'. One day it started to rain, and we sat out on our big wrap around porch, reading by the light of lightning as our little ones clung to our sides, squeezing tighter as the thunder roared. We both will know that this is as perfect as life will ever be, and that nothing else on earth matters.

Nothing else has ever mattered., its always been you trevor. Always. but, sadly, i waited to long, and things ended badly. maybe someday we can pick up the peices.

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