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 Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:17 pm
I wrote a lame poem in Government class for my girlfriend since we are having trouble.
Planning is rough,
Things are getting tough,
Remember when it was just you and me,
Sitting on the beach looking at the deep blue sea?
Love is the key,
And Distance is the fee,
It'll all be worth it in the end,
For you'll never be alone to fend,
I have all my love to send,
When I get back home,
I won't have to call you on the phone,
We can be alone,
It will be just you and me
On the beach staring at the deep blue sea.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:18 pm
Ms Muffy I wrote a lame poem in Government class for my girlfriend since we are having trouble. Planning is rough, Things are getting tough, Remember when it was just you and me, Sitting on the beach looking at the deep blue sea? Love is the key, And Distance is the fee, It'll all be worth it in the end, For you'll never be alone to fend, I have all my love to send, When I get back home, I won't have to call you on the phone, We can be alone, It will be just you and me On the beach staring at the deep blue sea. I love that! It's beautiful!
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:29 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:30 pm
My ankle is throbbing.
I had super duper fun times today playing a murder mystery game with some riends (Pasta, Passion, and Pistols) and then I was walking home and a car hit me.
my ankle is brokeded
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:32 pm
Awe I sorry to hear that.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:33 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:34 pm
a car hit you?
oh dear..
heart heart heart
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:37 pm
it was bound to happen some day...
Murphy's Law is like... my life
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:39 pm
the guy who thought pink is dead?
wut?
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:41 pm
Murphy's Law means 'anything that can go wrong, will go wrong'
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:43 pm
I know what Murphy's Law is.
I keep seeing "RIP the guy who thought pink" in GD signatures.
wtf
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