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Jan 17, 2005 22:07

A girl died in 1933 by a homicidal murderer. He buried her in the ground when she was still alive. The murdered chanted, "Toma sota balcu" as he buried her. Now that you have read the chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded.

tnight was just a waste of my time and breath...i swear it...
sometimes, i dont even kno why i bother wit guys...i kno that ill never get who i want..so whats the point....right?

well, now im dateless for the semi...go figure...wtf. so im debatin whether or not i wanna go now...cuz i aint gun go alone...no offense..but..i aint gun look like no loser....no offense to anyone who's gun go solo.
i just wanted to go wit this one guy,but he aint gun go now..wtf! *sighs*

thats all for now....lata

-ep

god help me..
i jsut want you..
cant say it any otha way...
i jus want you to myself...
like it used to be...
i aint gun share u..
i aint gun give u up...
i fight for what i want..
and right now...
i want you..
the fight is on....
bring it...
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