Calling my f--- buddy
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Thread Topic: Calling my f--- buddy
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NOOOOOOO!! D:
You gots to race, and kick ass, and get a big prize, like a free plane ticket. -
Yeah NOOOO D:
And plane ticket? -
So, maybe you could come to Washington.....
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If that's what first place were to get I'd smoke everybody just so I could see you. But sadly the prize is nothing that good. :(
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Yeah, I guessed so. I was just being hopeful... :(
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:(..At least we can talk to eachother :)
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Yeah :)
*hugs* So, you want to see my poems? -
*Hugs back* YES YES YES YES YES YES YES!
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(hey ill leave but um alex or audree if u can um watch this vid. its a concert. http:*//www.*youtube*.com/*watch?v=xC3Dy2Btk-U&feature=auto*play&list=AL94UKMTqg-9AAv_kA4Hh6hcP0c_D2*48f2&playnext=5 just copy,paste,erase stars,get ur mind blown. and like the wind...im gone)
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I'll watch it later.
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Yeah, I'll watch it later, Beast.
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Okay, I'll just post them here...
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Okay... :)
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In my own skin
Everyday, I go to school, thinking about my day
Everyday, I walk down the halls and feel their eyes burning me with hatred.
Everyday, I go to class, and they snicker at my clothes.
Everyday, I laugh with my friends and they look at me in disgust.
They mock me.
They tease me.
They brutally beat me.
The populars are the ones I hate the most.
But now I'm beginning to realize,
That I'm comfortable in my own skin.
I don't care what they think.
So, when they glare at me,
I glare at them,
A tiny smirk placed on my lips,
And walk by confidently,
Knowing that they don't really hate me,
If they take time out of their day to think about me. -
Random poem
Flimsy noodles everywhere.
I don't know at whom to stare.
They're all driving me insane,
When I'm already crazy.
Little b----es everywhere.
Did that chick have her baby?
Tiny thoughts running through my head.
And on the outside:
"When does class get out? I need to take a pee."
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