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| Friday, January 21st, 2005 |
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Well I just got home not too long ago. Hawaii was fucking awesome. I didn't like flying though, and our flight got delayed today so that was gay. It was so awesome.. It rained a lot though which sucked but it was still Hawaii, so I can't bitch. Met a guy, so that was cool. He had his nipples pierced.. mmm<3 Didn't get to talk to Eric before I left.. So I hope he calls soon. I think he might be able to come home tomorrow or next weekend, so that will be pretty rad to see him. It will only be for 8 hours though. I think I'm gonna go stay the night at Jeff's tomorrow with Colleigh. Which will be rad cuz I've been sober for way to long. Hopefully I will get to see Cory tomorrow.... Well I'm gonna go crash. In my own bed. Awwww... |
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| Friday, January 7th, 2005 |
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So I had class today, from 8 to 2. Pretty fucking gay. I just basically yelled the whole time... Nicolle fucking passed out on the floor for like 2 hours while I was working my little heart out. <3 Talked to Rachell, and I guess Eric has called her a couple of times since I last asked her.. I told her that when he calls her on Saturday, to please please please fucking tell Eric that he needed to call me.. We'll see if he actually does, or if that actually gets said. This whole Eric thing is really starting to get to me. Or piss me off, one of the two. Going to stay with Colleigh tonight. We might be grounded at her house though, so we'll probably just end up getting all wasted and watch movies on our fat asses all night. Yup... probably. I can see it now. Cory might come down.. That means I'll be getting some sweet sexy dirty fucking ass. Rad. |
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| Wednesday, January 5th, 2005 |
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So Eric's been gone for a week, exactly. Yup. Been kinda weird and shitty lately without him here, but oh well. I guess he called Keith's and asked for Rachell, so she's basically the only person that has got to talk to him. She's only called me like once since he left, which is kinda weird because we hung out like every single day... Cory finally called me. Shit's been going pretty good with "us" i guess. Whatever we are. I think he's gonna come down Friday and stay the night with me. And hopefully I'll get some sweet ass. Whit |
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| Wednesday, December 29th, 2004 |
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Well today was deffinetly one of the worst days ever. Eric called me at like 10, and told me he was going to jail. So I went out there. He's gone... He'll be gone for at least 6 months I think, and maybe longer. Life without Eric?... Strange. Rachell came like an hour after I did. It was so sad to sit there and watch them hug and cry in the rain forever. I feel so fucking bad for her. To just be left here like that. Who knows what will happen with them while he's gone. I took her home, and was hoping to see Cory while I was up there, but he was hungover and some chicks house.. So didn't get to see him, and neither did Eric. BLLLAAAAHHHH. I want to call Eric so fucking bad. I don't know what the fuck I'm going to do. I'm so used to just picking up the phone and calling him, or going out there. I don't know what the hell I'm going to do. I feel lost... Or empty. Or something so fucked up that I don't even know how to explain. And for all you fucking pricks that say that he should be in jail, and that it will be good for him, rot in hell. Because it's the worst thing that could've happened to him right now. And I hope you all can someday walk in his shoes for awhile. that's all.. |
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| Wednesday, December 15th, 2004 |
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Don't you always love how shit works out so beautifly. and then everyone decides to get together and take a fat shit right on your face.. yup. rad.... I FUCKING HATE YOU. you're a cocksucking piece of shit. i wish that i could rip out your fucking eyeballs. i've wasted so many fucking countless moments,seconds, days, years, hours, whatever on your worthless ass. i wish that you would just jerk the fucking wheel tonight on your happy little trip home from cedaredge and fall off of a 500 foot cliff and the cops find your mangled body and don't even bother to pick your sorry ass up off of the ground to burry your body so the vultures can eat you. the day that happens i will run around the city naked shouting for joy. because you are a fucking hypocrit, asshole, ass kissing piece of shit that never takes a good look around at the people that have helped you through life, the people that have fucking stood by you when no one else would. and if i could take back one fucking thing, i would take back ever being one of those people that held your fucking hand and guided you through all your troubles. my heart burns and my blood boils when your name is mentioned. when i see your face in my head i want to go on an angry hateful rampage and trash everything in my sight. when i hear your voice, it sounds like nails on a chalkboard and every word that you say goes right through my head. someday you will pay for all of your wrong and stupid decisions. someday i will look back and laugh about the nights i sat pulling my hair out over you. someday this will all just be a vague memory. Clousure has come to me, you will never belong to me. |
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| Tuesday, December 14th, 2004 |
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Well... Nothing new i suppose. um.. life's been interesting lately. but good. i love my friend mary jane and our boring life's together.... blane and i kind of got in a fight and i think that it's best if we just end that bull shit right now. yeah. i don't know. not much to say, kinda pissed right now.. |
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| Saturday, November 27th, 2004 |
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Yeah so tonight was gay. Nicolle called and her and Jeff were gonna hang out or something but she said she would come over before she went over there. But she never did. And Dillon called me from Jeff's house and lied for her and told me that she wasn't there. But her jeep was there... Hmmmm.. How ironic. Must be another fucking red jeep that looks just like hers at her boyfriend's house.. But oh no! Deffinetly not her. No, deffinetly not. Blane called and we bitched and moaned at eachother for like 10 minutes and then we decided to watch a movie together. Weird, I know. Stupid of me, I know. So everyone save your breath, because I know all of the repercutions of having him come over. But right now I don't give a shit if he hurts me or what not. Don't ask why, because I should. Shoot me. I can't wait to go to Hawaii. It's going to be so fucking awesome. I don't care where I go, or however long I get to go there, if it gets me out of this fucking town for 5 minutes. Hopefully I'll meet some rich hawain hot surfer that will sweep me off my feet and I will stay there and we will live happily ever after. Pfft. Please. Well wish me luck with another Blane indever. Hopefully I will get some play tonight. Ha. .....Something inside the cards I know is right.. Don't want to live somebody else's life. I could die for you, oh this life I choose. I'm here to be your only go between, to tell you of the sites these eyes have seen. Come along and go along with me..... |
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1. What is your full name? Whitney LeeAnn Cockroft. 2. What color underwear are you wearing now? Red. 3. What are you listening to right now? Nine Inch Nails. 4. What are the last 2 digits of your phone number? 68. 5. What was the last thing you ate? An apple pie from McDonalds. 6. If you were a crayon what color would you be? Pink. 7. How is the weather right now? Cold and kind of snowy. 8. Last person you talked to on the phone? Blane. 9. The first thing you notice about the same / opposite sex? Eyes. 10. Favorite Food? Chinese. 11. Favorite Drink? Pepsi. 12. Favorite Alcoholic drink? Jaeger. 13. Favorite place to shop? Fashion Junkie. 14. Hair Color? Brownish.. It's going to be black and red tomorrow. 15. Eye Color? Hazelish. 16. What is your current occupation? Waitress, hostess, busser... Etc... 17. Top or bottom? Bottom when I'm being lazy.. Top when I want to be kinky. 18. Favorite Month? October 19. Favorite Fast Food? Taco Time. 20. Last Movie you Watched? Don't Say A Word. 21. Favorite Day of the Year? Halloween. 22. Are you single, in a relationship, married or divorced? I'm technically single... 23. Summer or Winter? Winter. 24. Hugs or Kisses? Hugs for sure. 25. Chocolate or vanilla? Chocolate!!!! 26. Do you want your friends to respond back? Uh, why not? 27. Who is most likely to respond? Chandra. 28: Who is least likely to respond? Eric. 30. What books are you reading? Nothing right now. 31. What's on your mouse pad? Nothing. 32. Favorite Board Game? Clue. 33. What did you do last night? Sat on my fat ass. 34. If you could have one superpower, what would it be? I would read people's minds. 35. Who inspires you? No one really inspires me. 36. Butter, Plain, or salted popcorn? Butter and salt. 37. If you could come back as an animal…what would it be? A butterfly... So I could fly everywhere. 38. Favorite Flower? Black Rose. 39. How many piercing and tattoos do you have? I have 6 holes in my ears and my belly button pierced. 40. Do you still talk to your best friend from middle school? Damn straight fool!! I luff yew Chandra...... 41. What's on your desk? Pictures, Kurt Cobain Journals, pens, and shit. 42. Rock Concert or Symphony? Concert deffinetly.. 43. Do you have to work today? No.. Thank God. 44. Have you ever fired a gun? Yes. Right into your ass. 45. Do you like to travel by plane? I never have and I'm scared shitless. 46. Right-handed or Left-handed? Right. 47. Smooth or Chunky Peanut Butter? Chunky for sure. I hate creamy. Creamy is so fucking sick and all you sick bastards who eat creamy peanut butter go to hell. 48. How many pillows do you sleep with? 5 and a body pillow. 49. What's in your CD player Nine Inch Nails, Janis Joplin, Led Zeppelin, Metallica, and Lucero. 50. Ever hitchhiked? Fuck no!! |
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| Friday, November 26th, 2004 |
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Arrrggghhh. People don't make sense to me. And usually when someone says that, they mean people as in just one person. But tonight, my friends, I mean people in general. I mean every single living person that I know, that is close to me. Or that is not close to me anymore. I don't understand why a person would claim to care about you, or love you, or just plain give a shit about you one night, and then the next they act like they could care less if you died in a horrific chain saw accident. Even if they sat there and watched you get chopped up with your guts hitting them in their ugly ass face, it wouldn't even make them stop and think for one second. They would just go on with their daily routine of jacking off and kissing unimportant slut's asses. ...All I want is someone to make me chicken noodle soup and cuddle me while I am sick.. Like he used to... And then there are your so called best friends. The people that care so much for you and would stick by you in any situation. Or at least that's what I feel for some of my friends. But then, you look around and realize that they only "care" about you, or want to talk to you, is when it is convienant for them. When they are not getting porked in the ass by some fucking loser who quite possibly has a dick up his ass, also. They only call when no one else is home. They call when someone is angry at them, they call when they are hurt and no one else will take the time out of their so busy schedule to listen to them bitch and moan about how bad their life sucks and how bad every hurts them. When really they are bitching because they are on the rag, have no drugs, or are just a winey piece of shit that acts like a fucking 2 year old that cries when he doesn't get his way. I wish that just for like 20 minutes I could select about 5 people to sit their asses down in a room and they would have to sit there and listen to every fucking word I had to say. Even if it meant nothing to them. Even if they just shrug these words off, and don't take time to realize that these words are my soul, are my every emotion. I would scream and yell and ball my eyes out but it would be so awesome to have that relief. To know that the emotionless pieces of shit that have stepped all over my heart just heard the words that I have always wanted to tell them. So then I will go on, and ramble on the internet about my every problem. When no one will listen, no one will hear my true point. They point that I only really truly, in my heart want only one person to realize, to understand. But I can sit here and type or yell or write every day for the rest of my fucking eternal life and he would never understand. Never listen, never notice my fingers bleeding from typing so fucking long. I sit here, and I am just like the mother fuckers that I explained. I am bitching like a 2 year old because I can't have my way. At least I can admit the fact that I am a winey, self indulgent cunt who doesn't give a shit. I could care less which catagory I fit into because I will always fit into one of those catagories, even if I am truly not any of these things. My palms are sweaty and my cheeks are wet and salty. My voice is gone from screaming your name in my sleep, and my heart aches for you to return to me. |
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Sick again... No good. Deffinetly no good. But oh well... Thanksgiving was gay, as usual... I just fed my fat face and slept all day. So I guess that's always good. Eric's birthday was on the 24th. I went and hung out with him and Speedie for most of the day. I had to leave to go tend to Nicolle though because she freaked out. It was really stressful and shitty. A lot of fucking gay shit was said but it's all better now I guess. Eric came to town for Thanksgiving and he called last night and told me that he will probably be to busy to come see me. Which usually means that he will be to busy getting drunk, wacking his junk, and riding his bike. Which is all shit he could be doing in Vegas instead of out here. But oh fucking well. I guess if he doesn't want to come see me then his fucking loss. Not mine. Well I'm gonna go.. As they say in gansta: Peace out biatches.. |
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Blah!!!!!! I'm so pissed off and hurt right now. I don't even want to post. I'll just leave you with this song, you know who you are. Kiss the sun In your eyes Love unveiled I can't deny Be not warned Watch it fall Mesmerize... Close your eyes and begin to breath Something is coming over me Lost to find, and a soul to keep cause you love me... Give this one On bended knee Price to pay Please wait for me A trial by fire A setting Sun A love I've won... Close your eyes and begin to breath Something is coming over me Lost to find, and a soul to keep Cause you love me... Inside, I wait Inside, I wait Kiss the sun In your eyes Love unveiled I can't deny be not warned Watch it fall Mesmerize... Close your eyes and begin to breath Something is coming over me Lost to find, and a soul to keep Cause you love me... Inside, I wait Inside, I wait Close your eyes and begin to breath Something is coming over me Lost to find, and a soul to keep Cause you love me you love me you love me you love me... |
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| Wednesday, September 29th, 2004 |
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Well I found out last night that my mommy might have breast cancer... So I'm pretty bummed about that. She goes tomorrow for a biopsy and then they will decide if they're gonna give her kimo any radiation and all that fucking fun shit. Tomorrow is my parent's anniversary, too. So that sucks. My dad cried last night.. It was so fucking weird. I feel bad for him, I guess.. I dunno. I don't know what to feel about him. I talked to Jimmy last night. It was pretty strange.. Well not strange, but you know. It's always weird because we go from not talking at all for like 4 months and then we talk. So I dunno about all that either. It seems like he's doing pretty good. He showed me all this shit that Annie and Camill said when me and Chris first got together. It was pretty fucking funny. Annie was saying how she hoped that me and Chris would just get STD's and die or something.. It made me laugh. I guess Chrystal is being all bitchy to Chany and saying that she wants to kick her ass and shit. I knew it would happen, I just didn't know when. That's so gay. All those bitches just need to get the fuck over themselves and take their heads out of their asses. But they never will.... So everyone should just give up on that happening I guess. I think it's pretty retarted that she would try and start shit with Chany.. But oh well, she's going to. Well I guess Nicolle and I are gonna take mom and dad out to dinner tomorrow night.. Radford was planning on going and Nicolle told him today that he couldn't go.. It was pretty funny. Well I guess I'm gonna find something productive to do... Doubt that will happen.. |
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| Sunday, September 26th, 2004 |
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Hola!!!!! It's been for fucking ever since I updated. A lot of shit has gone on, but it's not too important so I won't waste your time and tell you about it! Well I'll at least fill you in. Xx- So me and Blane broke up in like August. It was pretty gay. Everyone said that he had been fucking around on me with Breeze and all this shit and it was just a bunch of fucking stupid drama. So we didn't talk for like 2 months and like a week ago he called me and wanted me to listen to all of his bullshit but I won't do it anymore. He even came up to the house. Stupid fucker. It really pissed my mom off and she freaked out because she thought I was going to go back to him and all this shit. So anyways.... He hasn't called since and the 6th would've been our 1 year. So it's kinda weird. But I saw Jessica right after we broke up and I talked to her about and everything is still cool. So that's good. I guess Sarah left Dan. Which is pretty weird. She just packed up all of her shit and went to live with her sister in Montrose. -xX Xx- I talked to Mike tonight and he gave me a number to some Holistic doctor in Cedaredge for my back. So I'm gonna make an apointment and see what happens. Yesterday Mark told me to just take a leave of absence so I get like 4 weeks and if I don't go back he will just replace me. Which is fine with me, cuz I could care less. -xX Xx- So yeah... Chris is all pissed off and stressing out about money ( imagine that.) And so he's all pissed off at his mom and he's just driving around. That's weird to me because I've never had a guy that didn't want to like talk or anything if he's pissed. Everyone always calls ME if something's wrong, but not him. I dunno. I don't think I should take it personal or anything but it's just kinda weird. I dunno. I'm gonna go. -xX |
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| Thursday, April 1st, 2004 |
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Ok, deadjournal's different now......I don't like it. I keep getting confused and i think that i'm on livejournal! :-\. Well i started my new job yesterday, but jessie called me today and told me that anita's moving back to oregon, so i have to work more. but that's fine. hopefully he'll pay me today.. its gonna be nice to get paid every week. Oh and for those of you that didn't know, i have a livejournal to.. www.livejournal.com/~OoxaBuSeMexoO Blane found out that i'm taking diet pills last night..........he made me throw all of them out the window, (there goes 70 bucks) and basically threatened to break up with me if i don't quit. :-\. so that's about all the news i have. my parents are fiting all the time, AGAIN. my mom swears she's going to divorce my dad, but we all know that she'll pussy out and she won't do it. good ol' mommy. i love how she just tells me what i want to hear. it amazes me how some people sit there, criticize everyone around them, and never take a look at themselves. or maybe they do and they just see so much perfection that it doesn't fucking matter. i don't know.. |
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| Wednesday, March 17th, 2004 |
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Well hello everyone. Sorry I haven't updated in a while.... Things have been good lately. I went and hung out with sexy butthole fiend(aka Eric) umm yesterday I think. No the day before yesterday. It was cool. Amanda was there. I haven't seen her in a while. She didn't really talk though. I had fun. We burned bugs with a can of spray paint and a lighter. I was pretty entertained. And Blane held one of his hedge hogs and it went #2 on his hand. It was the funniest thing. :-D Yeah, so prom's Saturday. I'm kind of excited, actually. At first I told Blane I didn't want to go...But now I kinda want to go. Now I just have to work on talking him out of going to grand march. :-) We're gonna go eat with Brady and Jessica. I think Jessica is over her whole "You and Brady love eachother thing" so that's cool. Well Delphie's pregnant, so it looks like I'm going to be a god mother soon. I'm excited. Well not much is different at home. My dad is really starting to piss me off. Oh well, hopefully I will move out this summer, and then I will never have to see him. TODAY IS CHANDRA'S BIRTHDAY!!! I LOVE YOU CHANY!!!!! |
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| Well I'm fucking sick, again. I can't smoke, I can't taste, I can't sleep, and I'm pissed. But oh well, right? Blane's been at work all fucking night and I guess he decided not to call me and tell me when he's getting off. So I've been sitting here forever fucking waiting. Dick head. We were supposed to go do something tonight, but of course he has to fucking work 10 hours. I fucking hate that place. I'm so glad I quit. To bad he won't. Verizon fucked up our phones, so we sent ours back and now I don't have one. Well Prom's the 20th, and I'll be fucking pissed if I'm still sick because I spent $300 on my fucking dress. My doctor put me on sterroids and I'm fucking pissed. They make me all angry like I want to poke out someone's eyeballs and shit. She said they would do that. God damnit. I dunno. I'm pissed at the whole fucking world right now. | ||||||||
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Well last night was fun. Me, Nicole, and Heather went to Montrose. Nicole was going to get her eyebrow pierced, but Stacy wasn't there. So we just bought a bunch of body jewelry. I got a belly ring that glows in the dark, and I'm so excited. So I guess for my mom's b-day, we're going to go to Ridgeway to the Chipeta Lodge. I'm really excited, because my dad's gonna get me and Blane a deal on a room. I think it's going to be about $150, thought. Which is pretty fucking expensive, but it's worth it. Brady and Jessica got in a car accident last night... I guess Brady was taking Jess home and this fucker pulled out in front of him and Brady T-boned the guy. So his car is totalled. But the guy took full blame for it, so that's cool. Brady's pretty pissed about it though. They're OK, Brady's hand just got kinda fucked up. V-Day was cool. Well, not the actually day, because I had to work, and that sucked balls. I had this dumb bitch yelling at me, and she had to have a smoking table, so thank god that my neighbors were sitting at the table, so they moved for her fat ass. My neighbors were really nice about it, even though I still felt really fucking bad that I told them to move. :-\. I need to talk to Eric, but he's not answering his phone. Rusty got his cell phone taken away. :'( I'm so sad now. Well I'm gonna go take a shower. xWhitx |
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Do you ever sit and wonder what people intentions are? I dunno. I'm extremely confused right now. I don't know why I've done the things I've done, trusted the people I've trusted, or believed the people I've believed. Right now I feel so used and distugsting. It's pathetic that someone can make you feel like this. Even when the person hasn't said or done anything lately. I don't know. I feel like a puppet, like someone chose the steps I took in life and the things I did, and made me pretend that they were OK. Like what I was doing was OK, and I wouldn't ever regret it because I would never see the bad side of this person. But when you do, it's wrong that you feel the way you feel. It's wrong that you're scared and you feel angry towards this person. And they have their own little story of what happened, and how terrible they felt. So then you feel like shit, and everyone hates you, because how could you be so heartless towards this person? And then you want to reach out to someone close to you, and tell them what happened, but how can you? They will look down on you, be mad at you, and will never understand. You can't go to the person, because it won't make sense to them. And yeah, even though you feel used, it was partly your fault that you let it happen, and then you feel even more like dying. And then you meet someone so amazing it blows your mind away. You find happiness in them, and they make you feel so beautiful it makes you cry. But they will get the brunt of all your anger because you didn't get it out before. And then you get distant from them because little things they do makes you think of horrible memories you have. So its not fair to them, and you've succeeded in fucking up your life, and everyone around you. But hey, at least you can fall back and blame it on someone, right? But really you can't, is it really all their fault? No. It's not. So in the end, you sit there being a pathetic piece of shit trying to blame the mistakes you've made on other people. Then maybe you find a little peace. And then there's the people that have left you, and the time you had to spend with them was fucked up because of other people, family members, or just fucking retarted drama. And you'll never see them again. But then you hear about how you'll see them when you die, but how do you really know? What if you go to hell for "not believing in God?" Then what do you do? You want to see them again so bad, but you fuck it up, so you can't. Hell is really on Earth. |
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OoxAbUsEmExoO (1:48:05 PM): i just want to run her ugly ass over OHsoDEVIOUSS (1:48:13 PM): me too! OoxAbUsEmExoO (1:48:27 PM): we should. run her over with a trash truck or something. OoxAbUsEmExoO (1:48:38 PM): we could get one from blane, he throws trash during the summer OHsoDEVIOUSS (1:48:39 PM): yes! OoxAbUsEmExoO (1:50:42 PM): and after we run over her, we'll shut her in the little thing that closes on the back of the truck. OHsoDEVIOUSS (1:51:37 PM): yes OoxAbUsEmExoO (1:51:48 PM): sounds like a plan. OHsoDEVIOUSS (1:51:49 PM): and let some bums rape her dead body OoxAbUsEmExoO (1:51:52 PM): lol OoxAbUsEmExoO (1:52:17 PM): and then let some nasty rabie's infested dog eat her OoxAbUsEmExoO (1:52:21 PM): and no one will ever know. OHsoDEVIOUSS (1:52:23 PM): yes OoxAbUsEmExoO (1:52:32 PM): MWAHAHHAHAHAHAHA |
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I fixed my journal! Finally, it's pretty. :-) It took me forever, though because I couldn't get the text to show up. But everything's fine now. So I guess Annie's going to come back out in awhile. That makes me happy. I miss her so much, I wish she would just move back. :'( It makes me sad that I don't really get to talk to her that much anymore. I guess Heather's mad at me because of the whole Nicole thing now. Her and my sister can fucking kiss my ass. My sister's so fucking retarded. She sits there and gives me shit for the things I do, and how I am, and turns around and fucking does the same thing. I talked to Rusty last night. I guess he's gonna come over when he has lunch. :-) I'm excited to see him. I haven't seen him since Annie was here. Well I'm going to go smoke and wallow in my self pity. -+-Whitney-+- |
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