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[carefullsong]

so, strangely enough, my pants smell like food. it's not a bad smell, either. it is a very good smell and it's making me hungry. in fact, i find myself smelling them again as i write this, and wondering what kind of food it is so that i can go get some. it has been that kind of day.

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[anonymous]

hmmm, it seems like you value all of the wrong things for someone with confidence in themself. You talk about nice hair, a six pack, a huge dick...How about the fact that you anonymously attacked someone on their livejournal, basically telling them to conform to fit how society would like them to be. I would rather have people dislike me for who I am, then to be liked for what I am not---that way I would know who truly likes me. hmmmm, so interesting that someone who apparantly has a girlfriend, takes it upon himself to attack someone. how does that make you any better than someone who "does the meanest things to people just cause she got a 35 on her ACT." It's not as if she advertises that fact, if someone asks her, she'll tell them. And by the way, you just told somebody that you got a 36. do I know who you are? no, but you are using it as something to make your voice seem more credible, despite the fact that you cannot stand up for your dastardly words. learn how to spell the word subtle (not suttle). I do find it ironic that you admit that you went a little too far, and then take it further. Now tell me, evaluate yourself, do you have a friend who could defend your actions as intelligently and rationally as I have. My name is James Holman, bring it. Abi, I apoligize for making this a debate/pointless online battle, but I'm not going to let comments about you stand undefended. (with full recognition that you should not have to defend yourself)