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- Re:Miss you...
by WorkingGirlLikeMe
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Thursday March 01 2007, @06:47PM
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- Re:Terror
by WorkingGirlLikeMe
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Thursday March 01 2007, @06:49PM
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- Re:Hello!
by WorkingGirlLikeMe
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Thursday March 01 2007, @06:52PM
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Congratulations
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here's how i see it....
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If You Want To Pursue It Later
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Malakye
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-- Wednesday February 28 2007, @05:08PM
(#250176)
(User #16637 Info)
Cuz, life is hard enough... when you belong *here*...
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- Re:Evening,
by WorkingGirlLikeMe
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Thursday March 01 2007, @07:09PM
- Re:Evening,
by Malakye
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Saturday March 03 2007, @02:39AM
- Re:Evening,
by Malakye
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Sunday March 04 2007, @04:05AM
- Re:Evening,
by WorkingGirlLikeMe
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Sunday March 04 2007, @07:09AM
- Re:Evening,
by Malakye
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Sunday March 04 2007, @03:06PM
- Re:Evening,
by WorkingGirlLikeMe
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Sunday March 04 2007, @05:44PM
- Re:Evening,
by Malakye
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Sunday March 04 2007, @10:11PM
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Congradulations to you and your girl:)
Its nice to see you are still around...
A big proud hug to you....
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/138/391847772_16c0
Anyhow you mentioned miles..
and I thought miles of shit.. haha
So here you are...
you reminded me of The Quarry cd
**How Could Anybody Possibly Know How I Feel**
She told me she loved me, Which means, She must be insane
I've had my face dragged in , Fifteen miles of shit, And I do not, And I do not, And I do not like it
So how can anybody say, They know how I feel, The only one around here who is me, Is me
They said they respect me, Which means, Their judgement is crazy
I've had my face dragged in, Fifteen miles of shit, And I do not, And I do not, And I do not like it
So how can anybody say, They know how I feel, When they are they, And only I am I
He said he wants to befriend me, Which means, He can't possibly know me
The voices of the real, And the imagined cry, The future is passing you by, The future is passing you by
So how can anybody possibly think they know how I feel, Everybody look, See pain, And walk away
And as for you in your uniform, Your smelly uniform, You think you can be rude to me
Because you wear a uniform, A smelly uniform, And so you think you can be rude to me
But even I, As sick as I am, I would never be you
Even I, As sick as I am, I would never be you
Even I, Sick and depraved, A traveller to the grave
I would never be you, I would never be you
Again Congradulations!