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2005 24 March :: 9.12pm
:: Mood: amused
You know its bad when you can't get to sleep, so you get up, come down the stairs, open up his IM window and tell him that you love him.
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greyXmatter
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2005 24 March :: 7.36pm
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: [Silver and Cold]
LMFAOLMFAOMFALFMO! one more.
l Caught FlRE: is this a draw?
l Caught FlRE: ::sword::
l Caught FlRE: i own two swords and a pistol
l Caught FlRE: donn't you try anything with me
im tyler dammIt: i one two rifles a pistol a harmonica and 2 grenades
im tyler dammIt: and a cool knife
LMFAO!!
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greyXmatter
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2005 24 March :: 7.14pm
:: Mood: dorky
:: Music: {Take these eyes and bury themm...}
im tyler dammIt: whered you get a job thoguh
l Caught FlRE: umm at a farm at the end of my road, i get 10 an hour for cleaning stalls and feeding and turning out horses and all that jazz
l Caught FlRE: water buckets... bringing horses innn... and such
im tyler dammIt: i wanan work there
im tyler dammIt: =-O
l Caught FlRE: hahah aw.
l Caught FlRE: you redneck you..
im tyler dammIt: its just to see you
im tyler dammIt: gosh
l Caught FlRE: see me covered in horse shitters
im tyler dammIt: its only shitters
im tyler dammIt: your still the same person
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greyXmatter
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2005 24 March :: 4.04pm
:: Mood: giggly
:: Music: [The Killers] - [Mr. Brightside]
im tyler dammIt: whatd ya learn
l Caught FlRE: nothing... i rock at spanish hahah
im tyler dammIt: im better i win
im tyler dammIt: no call backs
l Caught FlRE: i always win
l Caught FlRE: you know that
l Caught FlRE: ::bites your lip::
l Caught FlRE: ooh. snap.
im tyler dammIt: =-O
im tyler dammIt: hey
l Caught FlRE: OMG HIDE!
l Caught FlRE: *hides*
l Caught FlRE: don't.. hurt me
im tyler dammIt: AHHHHHHHHH
im tyler dammIt: im gunna hide in the closet
im tyler dammIt: try to find me
im tyler dammIt: WOOOOO
im tyler dammIt: *hides*
l Caught FlRE: *opens the closet door*
l Caught FlRE: BITCH!
l Caught FlRE: ::pounces on you::
im tyler dammIt: AHHH
im tyler dammIt: JESUS run
im tyler dammIt: god you stay here
LMAO! tyyyylerrr....
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greyXmatter
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2005 22 March :: 9.11pm
:: Mood: predatory
:: Music: [Senses Fail] - [Tie Her Down]
Don't fucking sit there with your dumbass mother fuckin' smile and tell me that everything will be alright. Don't fucking tell me that my best friend that I've ever had will come back to me one day. Don't try to tell me false things that you don't even know. You don't fucking know what it's like to watch your own mother decaying before your eyes. You don't fucking know what it's like, to think about, while watching your own mom dying, where your father is and what he's thinking. You don't sit at home every night and wonder how the hell you got so fucked up. You don't break a fucking soap box at school and fuck yourself up just to feel. You don't carry Xacto knifes around. Don't fucking tell me that things will be alright. I can't stand your symathy, cause it's so half-hearted. Do you know what its like to light up your step-brothers old ciggarettes and get every last drag you can out of it before its singed to the browns? ...You don't fucking know what it's like to plead yourself for your own life. Wipe the dumbshit smile off your face. Turn to reality. Things aren't alright.
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