blowing my nose in the shape of butterflies

Sep 26, 2004 22:08


when life hands me lemons, like broken keys, dramaticly fake friendships, disappointing love affairs, and gut wrenchingly emotional fights with those maternally close to me, i make lemonade. but i usually end up adding too much sugar, and spilling the lemonade on the kitchen floor, and then slipping in it. and cracking my skull, so that i have a ( Read more... )

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sarahbeara7 September 27 2004, 05:44:49 UTC
i heart you

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anonymous September 27 2004, 17:54:31 UTC
ur lemondade analogy thing was kinda grusome. i was gong along with it untill the "sunset-oragne mixture of lemon flavored blood." whoa...thats a little intense.
gina just laughed in my face about taking a computer class. it didnt really offend me though. u guys are just all jeaouls.
lets do the spelling bee guys. i think it would be g-r-e-a-t

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H-E-L-L Y-E-S sparkle_panties September 27 2004, 23:29:32 UTC
let's convince gina to run too. just because that would be the highlight of my life. (sizzors) woooo.

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