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Writing by burn on Monday, 29 of October , 2007 at 3:23 pm
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im sick of fairplay. every time i go back there i have to hear the “jonquil fucked this guy” stories.
Just wondering, are you still a homo? Do you still let James fuck you in the Ass???
You are the type of smart person that interests me in learning things from you.
I came home from work today and a girl was sitting on my couch reading 'Of Human Bondage'
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When 15-year-old MoZella failed to land a coveted role in her high school play, the Detroit native decided it was time to take her career into her own hands.
this year john and his wife gave me a sega dreamcast for my birthday.
(editors note: this letter was written in 1995 with a highlighter on two envelopes)
last week Jack Thompson offered to come to Electronic Arts assistance in their attempt to try and buy-out Take-Two.
Gary Jules is an American singer-songwriter best known for his cover of Tears for Fears third single Mad World
He rose to fame in 2006 following the success of his critically acclaimed debut album
so i had this dream that i was living in fairplay, but the inside of the house was the exact same as the one in lake como…
its hard to find the words to describe tiffany. beautiful, funny, caring...
just a lil note to let you know that i thought of you for so long i decided to read your blog archives
Its real easy to get started with BitchTorrent for your distribution needs
if you are planning on giving me your thumbdrive to transfer files from my computer to yours..
while looking through site directories moving over needed folders...
Yesterday Steven broke up with his girlfriend of 4 years. He asked me how I was able to deal with losing Jonquil.
Every Thursday the city blocks off Courthouse Square and invites a local band to play
Hold on I want to explain this properly. I thought that we were bound by one simple cord
yaritza told me the other day that my problem wasnt an ability to care to much it was that i become attached to quickly
laying on my new pillow top the smell of new sheets the olive green martha stewart drapes
the first time i heard Californis aiglrs by david lee roth i was riding past dennys in St. Augustine with my mom in her Nissan Z
i love you
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should i talk about the beach?
the four hour long walk with jennifer, where we talked about love life and the future?
should i talk about my futile plans to ask out jeni?
should i talk about the heather conversation?
no… i think ill talk about my butt…
its pretty.
the rest will be coming soon.
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My thoughts don’t make any sense anymore.
My actions are pitiful.
Why is it that when I’m not interested in a girl, I have no problems interacting with her?
Words, actions, and situations seem to flow out of me in such a way that Eloise and Abelard would be envious. Being eloquent has never been an issue for me. I am known for my ability to talk my way into and out of any situation. Be it a problem, a relationship… whatever.
But lately it seems my desire to respect the relationships of others is becoming an obstacle.
I was walking around the mall with Rebecca and this other girl we will call Tiffany…
We will call her that because that is her name.
I met Tiffany a month or so ago at Claire’s and I made the mistake of making this remark to Rebecca
“That Tiffany chick is fucking gorgeous!”
You may be thinking to yourself “now George you say shit like that all the time”
And you would be correct…. Thought this time it was alittle different… because she actually WAS fucking gorgeous… I would steal a pic from her myspace to prove it… but I cant be bothered to look for her myspace.
I may have a newfound respect for relationships… but I’m still lazy.
This is where the issue came in… Rebecca told Tiffany what I said… then Rebecca told me that she told Tiffany.
In the past this wouldn’t have been a problem for me. I have never cared whether or not someone in a relationship knew I found them attractive… but for some reason I do now… I cant explain why.
Now every time I am around this girl I turn into a blubbering idiot.
Since I know that she knows I find her attractive, I over analyze every word I say to make sure that I am not flirting… I don’t want to flirt because I don’t want to cause a rift in her relationship… even though I know full well that would never happen. Because of this I think I blew her off today… I’m not sure how she took it… I was very nervous.
Is all of this confusing you yet?
Good… because it’s been confusing me for months.
Has the fact that I have lived so much of my life as a flirt finally caught up to me?
Or after being in such a long relationship have I forgotten how to be a friend?
Where is that warm middle?
I have also noticed that I tend to blow off chances at relationships. If it looks like I could actually enjoy the company of someone, I seem to blow her off.
Here is another example:
There is a girl that works at the movie store that we will call Jill.
We will call her Jill because I can’t remember her name at the moment.
Everytime I go into the store she gives me the sweetest compliments.
But it never goes beyond that
Her: you look so cute in that shirt!
Me: thanks…. Later.
Am I afraid of commitment? I don’t think I am… I dream of having a love like Odysseus and Penelope
But does that exist outside of mythology?
Have I fell victim to Don Juan syndrome? Am I going to die still looking for the perfect woman?
And if the perfect woman doesn’t exist, is dying still looking for her worth it?
I have always said that failed romances were just distractions while you looked for the perfect person…
It used to be an original thought that made women go ‘AWWWW’ until rascal flats made that fucking broken road song…
But is it really true?
Are they distractions or are they preparations.
Short lived time killers preparing you for the inevitable… that this may be the best you will ever find… and slowly teaching you to settle for second best.
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*while looking through site directories moving over needed folders*
me: dont need vid_3, or thumb_2
her: what about headers?
me: dont need headers, i need randomhead!
her: dont we all…
me: err…. wait…
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I am a stylish and popular design genius. I have won many awards for my creative thoughts in relation to webdesign and social networking, as well as for my deep devotion for community service, My life consists of 24 hour harems, drinking binges, and heroin overdoses. i drive a Ferrari.
Did i mention i am also a compulsive liar?