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I must confess , I'm a picky bastard
They put onions on your pizza? I hate that!
I must confess , you make me smile Sunny
Thank you!
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I must confess , I'm a picky bastard
They put onions on your pizza? I hate that!
I must confess , you make me smile Sunny
Thank you!
Yay! ![]()
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My late night confession is that I have no late night confessions.
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I wonder what my sweety would confess
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I wonder what my sweety would confess
I cant say here
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Sometimes when I'm in a special mood, I like to make love to my hand.
I wonder what JB's hand feels like. Not nearly as good as yours, I'm sure.
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OK! I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... |
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I confess:
I just got home from a long day of training, and I am starved! I already had my calories for the day but I know my body needs food. I poured a big bowl of Cheerios ... and the confession is I sprinkled a teaspoon of sugar over the top!
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I confess: I just got home from a long day of training, and I am starved! I already had my calories for the day but I know my body needs food. I poured a big bowl of Cheerios ... and the confession is I sprinkled a teaspoon of sugar over the top!
OH NOEZ!!! Not the SUGAR ON TOP!!!!
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I diet but will never give up my sugar for my coffie
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I confess: I just got home from a long day of training, and I am starved! I already had my calories for the day but I know my body needs food. I poured a big bowl of Cheerios ... and the confession is I sprinkled a teaspoon of sugar over the top!
OH NOEZ!!! Not the SUGAR ON TOP!!!!
Yeah, Moofie, I need discipline! I am a bad girl.
I skipped the strawberries for sugar.
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I'm thinking of you
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I confess I was up late, late, late last night...
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ate a piece of carrot cake
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i confess. to nothing in particular, just putting it out there in case.
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Be ready for Sunday night
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i confess. to nothing in particular, just putting it out there in case.
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Edited by
misstina2
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Sat 06/20/09 11:06 PM
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I dream we’ll always be together,
and never be apart; I dream you’ll always be the candle, lighting up my heart. I dream you’ll always be the one, with open arms to see; I dream you’ll always be the warmth, that wraps me tenderly. I dream you’ll always be the strength, that shows me how you care; I dream you’ll always be the morning, that wakes me with you there. to my sweety
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manners are rare in today's society
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BEYOND HORNEY
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I wonder what my sweety would confess
I cant say here
I'm thinking of you
Be ready for Sunday night