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Post by Charles Vane on Jul 24, 2004 13:52:20 GMT -5
Ok tell me like it is, but be nice.. Or something.
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Post by timartwonis on Jul 24, 2004 13:52:27 GMT -5
What about me?
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Post by SlightlyMad on Jul 24, 2004 13:53:31 GMT -5
Me? Char, You can be a bit...Going off on tangenty-sort-of-thing
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Post by timartwonis on Jul 24, 2004 13:55:12 GMT -5
Me? Char, You can be a bit...Going off on tangenty-sort-of-thing what does that mean? I'm spazzy? I already knew that.
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Post by timartwonis on Jul 24, 2004 13:59:46 GMT -5
You should talk to your mother about how you feel unloved instead of just ranting about how your mother makes you feel unloved. You should also accept the fact that Tragedy wants you, badly. sicko. I like to avoid talking to my parents. That's why I hate weekends in summer.
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Post by trish on Jul 24, 2004 14:02:16 GMT -5
A tangent is sort of like, were talking about kittens, and suddenly: I had a kitten once, he was friends with this dog and this dog was my friend erin's who acts like a magikarp sometimes at dances and then there were there guys from the all-guys school, and- You know, Char stuff.
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Post by SlightlyMad on Jul 24, 2004 14:48:26 GMT -5
Whadda 'bout me.....
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