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so this is the kind of person u want people to think of u.. this is the kind of guy u want them to see.. this is the kind of personality u want to project.. after all that's been said and done, what comes next? a plea for understanding? a voice of hostility? a note of indifference? a warped sense of humor? is this all there is to it, my friend? or is there something more? either way, i just hope that u will emerge from this travesty UNSCATHED.. i just don't want to see u get hurt.. after all, inspite of these nuances, u are still.. my FRIEND... |
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11/21/2009 5:16 pm |
Friends are like wedgies. They're intimately close. They know you're inner self. And it feels great when you pick out a good one.
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11/3/2009 8:10 pm |
you go gurl. beautiful poem!!!![]()
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