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| Topic: Dear Diary...........OMG another Diary Part 120 + - part 9 | |
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youre already on my friends list scotty!!!!
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no, i woulda so rememebered u gyps.....ive been lost like a
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ya I just checked.......you are there
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no, i woulda so rememebered u gyps.....ive been lost like a |
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Dear diary........
I HAVE INTERNET HAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
OMFG!!!! NOT AGAIN!!!! MY FRIENDS ALWAYS SAY I HAVE INTERNET HAIR WHEN IVE BEEN ON THE NET!!!! Its some sort of Billy Idol freakish thing............what the hell do I do to my hair while Im here???? I dont even know Im doing it!!! 
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no, i woulda so rememebered u gyps.....ive been lost like a 
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dear diary..........apparantly normal people with normal lives and normal hours are sleeping right now.........I wanna be normal too!!!
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i didnt do anything.......she hangs with my uncle cause he pays....omg we had the best party, and my dad,and brother were there and i was so sober and i told her that my dad has picked me up off of floors for years and i dont drink......and she was she was like cmon scotty take a drink u *****, and playin all nite, and i was so cool till my dad left..........ifu wanta know the rest just ask
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If you dont want to drink then you have to avoid those situations.....even go to rehab.
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i cant avoid anything.....some chickbartener showd up that we me at the olive garden.....and she came in my room and saw a Zappa poster and then all three chicks loved me......ha.......no she sang so cool at the piano as some old chick was playin, and my dad said, i dont know how u do it man.........i dont try, it just happens, i will make pics of tonite
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scotty.........your a drunk..........and your a softie and you take any kind of recognition as a chance at love.
But you have to love yourself and respect yourself first......things you have never done before. |
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hey lets got off this and be weird, and u know gyps, theres so much crazy booze left over, so whatever i come and do.......give me one break.....its not my fault..........and i know if i look it up ur not my friend.......and that makes me sad.......
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I onlllllllllllllllly speaaaaaaaaaaaaaka da chineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesh now!!!
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz chhing chong..........ni ni........ 
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scotty.........your a drunk..........and your a softie and you take any kind of recognition as a chance at love. But you have to love yourself and respect yourself first......things you have never done before. thank u Tara, im sure ur right....i love u in only the way u know i can.....ur so probably rite.........thanks for taking me back..if u did, and i so thank u my love, all of a sudden ifeel better.......... 
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i wrote u some kinda sweet crazy note gyps......not like my sweet cool notes to purple......god i love her so........but please read it ass......
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whatever u dont care stupid....im done and wash my hands of this thread......bye azz, i will talk to purple like always done......
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Dear Diary,
Even though I know he was no good for me the way he was, I miss his hugs and holding me at night. |
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hey that sounds just like me.......angel
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scotty.........your a drunk..........and your a softie and you take any kind of recognition as a chance at love. But you have to love yourself and respect yourself first......things you have never done before. hey, thanks love, i noticed now u took me back.....what r u crazy....no i so will keep u as a friend forever............u r so my favorite.!!! |
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Edited by
angelindarkness
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Tue 12/16/08 04:26 AM
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Dear Diary,
He told me once the reason (for his life-long sex addiction) was because he needed attention. It is sad that some of us confuse sex and relationships with genuine love and affection. It is all some of us know; and we shun the real thing for fear of losing it. |
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