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05-16-2003, 03:16 AM
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dayam christina...
why you still up? my ass is trippin off some shit and cant go to sleep... which could be a good thing cuzz i really have to study for finals...
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Im one unstable son of a bitch... "The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time." --Nietzsche 
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#3
05-16-2003, 05:53 PM
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second that
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--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm off that St. Ide's, I got that Charlie in my deck I'm dang near paralyzed, runnin over the yellow reflectors about to wreck I'm seein two's, three's, oasises and mirages Bumpin into trees, leaves, garbage cans and garages Under my seat, military issue Proof of insurance, SR-22 A sack of broccoli and a bunch of bottles, I'm grounded Fuck around and got my vehicle impounded
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05-17-2003, 02:13 AM
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i'm still up. it isn't nearly 4:16 where i am. it's 3:13 and my downstairs coke fiend, metal addict, long haired, tattooed, crazy steroid, 'cool' neighbors are fucking bumping metallica 'master of puppets' at full blast. what's new? i am reciting every lyric to the song right now, fucked up of some drink, herb, and somas. it brings back old times but i am fucking wasted, trying to pass out in the next couple minutes. not with this death metal blasting in my ear. i'm gonna try to spin right now and let them know what's up before they break into my house and rape me. these fuckers are crazy!!! call 911!!!
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But then there's a moment like tonight, a profound and transcendent experience, the feeling as if a door has opened, and it's all because of that instrument, that incredible, magical instrument.
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#8
05-18-2003, 01:06 AM
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random like my aids in your mom, fool.
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But then there's a moment like tonight, a profound and transcendent experience, the feeling as if a door has opened, and it's all because of that instrument, that incredible, magical instrument.
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05-18-2003, 02:35 PM
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--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm off that St. Ide's, I got that Charlie in my deck I'm dang near paralyzed, runnin over the yellow reflectors about to wreck I'm seein two's, three's, oasises and mirages Bumpin into trees, leaves, garbage cans and garages Under my seat, military issue Proof of insurance, SR-22 A sack of broccoli and a bunch of bottles, I'm grounded Fuck around and got my vehicle impounded
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#14
05-19-2003, 12:48 PM
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its still alive
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I'm not a genius, I just think a lot
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05-19-2003, 01:52 PM
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--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm off that St. Ide's, I got that Charlie in my deck I'm dang near paralyzed, runnin over the yellow reflectors about to wreck I'm seein two's, three's, oasises and mirages Bumpin into trees, leaves, garbage cans and garages Under my seat, military issue Proof of insurance, SR-22 A sack of broccoli and a bunch of bottles, I'm grounded Fuck around and got my vehicle impounded
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