Please Don't Think I Am Retarded
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- jamsprincess27
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Please Don't Think I Am Retarded
alright don't think I am a retard I just want like an internet penpal someone who will write back and talk about stuff not just like hey whats up oranything but like talk about stuff cause I am a great pen pal and I love to get to know people so if you want to get to know me and will write my email address is babez_kisses18@hotmail.com I can't wait to hear from people thanx bye
- iAmAStreaker
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Re: Please Don't Think I Am Retarded
hey hey hey! i want to be your internet pen pal!! FUN!
<span style="font-family:Arial"i'm sveta; pleased to meet you.
- Sk8r_4_LiFe
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Re: Please Don't Think I Am Retarded
i think u are totally retarded
NOT - lol what a stupid subject
i may actually email u know
NOT - lol what a stupid subject
i may actually email u know
Me: So do you like, HIM?
Rosca: No way, they suck. . .
Me: How can you say that, they're love METAL
Rosca: They ain't Metal!
Me: Well they probably get more women than we will ever in our lives combined
Rosca: Yea cause they're gay. . .
Rosca: No way, they suck. . .
Me: How can you say that, they're love METAL
Rosca: They ain't Metal!
Me: Well they probably get more women than we will ever in our lives combined
Rosca: Yea cause they're gay. . .
- Hara-Kiri
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Re: Please Don't Think I Am Retarded
I need a life, but Im not going to email you.
Heh.
Heh.
To feel the wind tearing at my clothes, the elements.
The only truth left in a world of lies and hypocrisy.
The beauty of the abyss.
The anticipation, like anticipating the greatest sex, an existential foreplay.
Looking down into oblivion and voidness.
The ground far, far away as it seems from here, but in reality only a couple of seconds away.
Standing there.
Feeling eternity in a restricted world.
Feeling a decision in a prefabricated existence.
The only truth left in a world of lies and hypocrisy.
The beauty of the abyss.
The anticipation, like anticipating the greatest sex, an existential foreplay.
Looking down into oblivion and voidness.
The ground far, far away as it seems from here, but in reality only a couple of seconds away.
Standing there.
Feeling eternity in a restricted world.
Feeling a decision in a prefabricated existence.
- Britt
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