Sinfest

Lasairfiona · Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 6:06 pm Post subject:

It was even fed to my sleepy self. It was pretty damn cool.
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After much deliberation he gave her a giant comfort zone. - Michael

Joker · Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 9:51 pm Post subject:

Cookies and sleep don't mix....

Trust me on that one...

That was a sad, sad day.

There... there was blood everywhere!

*Shudders in a corner*

Mr_Moustache · Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 4:08 pm Post subject:

I, am going to type something completly random.

I cant shake loose my childhood. Its just there. Just like i thought of my penis, at the age of ten. What does it do? Whats the meaning? i didnt know, besides, obviously, i used it to wee. But how did girls pee? I mean, i knew they didnt have this. Everyone knows that !

Anyways, i had this girl-friend. It was just a friend of me. I used to go there for lunch if my mom wasnt there. I liked her, just as friends like each other. And, I remember, age 11-12, she had a preference of playing "doctor". I had no idea why that was fun, or why she wanted to do that. But it was weird. She had a belly button, in the real sense of the word! It was inside out. Mine is inwards. It was weird. At that time, I thought, It was the main difference between girls and boys.

they pee out of their belly buttons !

How i long, for simpeler times !
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Puma · Joined: 31 Mar 2008 Posts: 1909 Location: I, er, oh.

My first thought on opening this page was, "Yay! Fiona's back!"
But she's not.
That was over a month ago.
Crying or Very sad

tinkeringIdiot · Joined: 13 Oct 2008 Posts: 1057

I called and told her about all the cool stuff she's missing the other day, but it didn't work...

moral of the story: if you move, move to a location that has the internets, not to a 19th century farming community

Michael · Joined: 09 Jul 2006 Posts: 10264

Mooo!

Agamemnon · Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 8:40 am Post subject:

Boo. See you again in about 4 months... Wink

(I'm just hoping a little reverse psychology works on myself.)
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bad*lil*kitty · Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 3:56 am Post subject:

*runs in for the Agtackle*
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*ahem*

Michael · Joined: 09 Jul 2006 Posts: 10264

tagackle?

Yorick · Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 1:28 pm Post subject:

Michael · Joined: 09 Jul 2006 Posts: 10264

bad*lil*kitty · Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 5:49 pm Post subject:

Agamemm-pileon?
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*ahem*

Michael · Joined: 09 Jul 2006 Posts: 10264

now you're just being silly

bad*lil*kitty · Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 3:35 am Post subject:

Mr_Moustache · Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 12:32 am Post subject:

I think I drink to get clarity. Any kind of it will do. I know it won't deliver, but I will try. I have been floating for three years. Or I will have, after I've gotten my first year certificate. I know I will be rejected. Just like last year. I mean, I havent got the faintest chance in hell. I could sell my soul and not be admitted. But I've already made peace with that. So, what is bothering me? I fear I will keep floating. Up and down with the tides, going where the current is heading, and mouths full of salt water are a given.

It will always be a second choice. I will find sometihing to dislike. I will find aomething else, as impossible as it will be to achieve.

So, why do I float? I have no idea. I keep being me. I find myself unable to change. I know what is "wrong" with me. Most of the times, I even know what I should change. Most of the times. But I wont. Even when I want to, I can't.

I am going to get another drink.
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When life gives you lemons, some people make lemonade. I just eat them and make a sour face.