you don't belong here
why should i be surprised. because boring guys don't go out with cool girls. i might as well have hoped to go out with a supermodel or one of my teenage idols. After a momentary dalliance, what's there to keep you interested in me? the jet-set life is no place for blokes who like playing with cardboard boxes. crap in bed, staid, ordinary, incompetent at the arts.
wake up wake up. it's time for good bye.
wake up wake up. it's time for good bye.
posted by pure at
3:03:00 AM
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stop that. stop that. you know that you're not boring, and you're certainly not ordinary, and you don't lead just any ordinary life. there's nothing wrong with playing with cardboard boxes, no one else i know can make a bass out of a cardboard box. why are you saying these self-depreciating things? you know you are worth so much more, you're precious, and just because i'm stupid doesn't mean you have to say stupid things like that.
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Anonymous, at Monday, October 02, 2006 5:20:00 AM
my, aren't we wallowing in self-pity today.
wake up and smell the mocha, joka. your life ain't over until P. Diddy decides to drop by and pop you.
so don't flatter yourself, up and at 'em, Tiger.
By
Eddie G., at Tuesday, October 03, 2006 11:59:00 PM
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