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| Topic: Dear diary......omg another diary!!! - part 81 | |
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Dear Diary;
I SWEAR TO GOD IF I HAVE TO HEAR ABOUT KENTUCKIANS BEING RACIST ONE MORE TIME ON CNN I'M GOING TO SHOOT THE TV GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR  BTW The kittens are still cute =D |
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why don't you send em an email and explain during the civil war Kentucky fought for the union army
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NO THE UNION IS EVIL
 Anyway, after a day of being told i'm the best cleaner ever, then told i'm the worse cleaner ever (by two different women) and washed 4 kittens because they don't clean themselves, i'm going to bed. 
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th worst of the best cleaners....what are you cleaning??/ cats?/
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Dear diary.......Ive decided to quit my job and become a fabulous international hand model.....
 
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Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green Sat down in a booth in a cafe there Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair He's a little shy so she gives him a smile And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while And talking to me, I'm feeling a little low She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go So they went down and they sat on the pier He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care I got no one to send a letter to Would you mind if I sent one back here to you Chorus: I cried Never gonna hold the hand of another guy Too young for him they told her Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier Over love will never end Waitin' for the soldier to come back again Never more to be alone when the letter said A soldier's coming home So the letters came from an army camp In California then Vietnam And he told her of his heart It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of He said when it's getting kinda rough over here I think of that day sittin' down at the pier And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile Don't worry but I won't be able to write for awhile [Chorus] One Friday night at a football game The Lord's Prayer said and the Anthem sang A man said folks would you bow your heads For a list of local Vietnam dead Crying all alone under the stands Was a piccolo player in the marching band And one name read and nobody really cared But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair [Chorus] [Chorus]
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<--pokes purple with her fabulous..........HAND!!!
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=keraNOZ9V68
 
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When the train rolls by
I'm gonna be ready this time When the boy gets that look in his eye I'm gonna be ready this time When my momma says I look good in white I'm gonna be ready this time Oh yeah Ready ready ready ready...ready to run All I'm ready to do is have some fun What's all this talk about love I feel the wind blow through my hair I'm gonna be ready this time I'll buy a ticket to anywhere I'm gonna be ready this time You see it feels like I'm starting to care And I'm gonna be ready this time Oh yeah Ready ready ready ready...ready to run All I'm ready to do is have some fun What's all this talk about love I'm ready to run...I'm ready to run Oh Ready ready ready ready...ready to run All I'm ready to do is have some fun What's all this talk about love I'm ready to run I'm ready to run I'm ready to run I'm ready to run I'm ready to run...ready to run...ready to run...yeah I'm ready to run I'm ready .. Whoa I'm ready to run...I'm ready Oh I'm ready to run...I'm ready
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Dear diary.....Ive always liked this song........
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yf6QVbZ6IUc&feature=related its times like these that make me say lord if you see me please come my way leavin bread crumbs for when i stray rely on sacrifice and the price you paid feel me like a fingertip sometimes i fall i slip my heartfelt desire be more like you trying not to quench your fire by the things that i do on an island by my lonesome stranded low key and stayin candid reflect on all the things i try my hand at search for the equations to persuasions im used to finding comfort in the zones of closet bones i get loose to a mountainous fontaine spinnin and monsoonin grinnin its high octane explosive how i came rollin down hills cause lifes a hastle encircled by my folly like a moat surround a castle stay afloat catch a second wind thin is the air i breathe teary eyed nose runnin wipe the snot on my sleeve im callin on my savior to be all that i need please forgive me my behavior had me lost at light speed the fear of never falling in love and the tears after losing the feelings of what you thought love was like the dirt still up under the rug bad characteristics covered in christs blood the joy of new birth and the pain of growing up the bliss between giving my all and giving up the highs and lows paths and roads i chose in the cold i froze trying to ease my woes in this world of sin clothes to thin to fend so to God i send words of help to win in grumblings so deep letters could never express so the sound of ooh aah beneath my breath projects ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My life be like ooh aah ooh Come young diti Here comes that boy from the capital city Last up on the Grits new diti But eight bars
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Fabulous.
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Crotch.
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HEY!!! Im not talking to myself anymore!!! Im talking to a crotch!!!
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Hand says hi to crotch!!!
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Hand says hi to crotch!!! |
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This crotchshot is the money shot diary baby! My WO man counter went bananas the last 24 hours. And I received numerous messages from strangers and freinds. But the messages basically were all the same- usually "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."
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Hand says hi to crotch!!!
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Hi hand! And peccy. The towel shot last night was a riot.
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This crotchshot is the money shot diary baby! My WO man counter went bananas the last 24 hours. And I received numerous messages from strangers and freinds. But the messages basically were all the same- usually "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."
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