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About Me
Name:Jennifer Age:21 Gender:Meat popsicle Country:United States, Indiana AIM:BacelloGrair Facebook me!
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I take it back. I don't want to see anyone. No parties for me. I'd rather sit at home passed out from chasing valium with wine.
Don't worry about me though. I do just fine on my own -grins- Torn ~ Natalie Imbruglia ............... this woman is singging how I feel. I thought I saw a man brought to life He was warm He came around And he was dignified He showed me what it was to cry Well you couldn't be that man I adored You don't seem to know Or seem to care What your heart is for I don't know him anymore There's nothin' where he used to lie My conversation has run dry That's what's going on Nothings right I'm torn I'm all out of faith This is how I feel I'm cold and I am shamed Lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed Into something real I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn You're a little late I'm already torn So I guess the fortune tellers right I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light But you crawled beneath my veins And now, I don't care I have no luck I don't miss it all that much There's just so many things That I can't touch I'm torn There's nothin' he used to lie My inspiration has run dry That's what's going on Nothing's right I'm torn Bongo-ed your bongos at 10:00 PM
Oh my... someone still reads this...
The drudgery of Macy's. They're decorating for Christmas. That's just sick. Halloween hasn't even passed yet you corporate bastards! The plus side this mad decorating, it reminds me of Nightmare Before Chrismas. A new wrinkle in my life is the death of my Buster cat. He passed away in his sleep last Sunday and I'm still sad about it. Some of you anti-pet people may question my sanity for actually mourning the death of a pet but it happens. That's life so don't ridicule me. I'm raw dammit. I'm looking forward to Halloween now. I'm hoping to see old friends and meet new ones. Jay Goode! Take me to that party - I command thee. Bongo-ed your bongos at 10:55 AM
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