Jan 30, 2004 16:45
My father did not have a son, to him, and as a child, I drifted, bleeding to death from unseen savages that tore at the flesh, and gnawed on the bones. I am his blood but not his heart. Should he always remember to forget, I remain still. Broken by his long term goals.
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(P.S - You were not added randomly, you are a friend of simqueen34)
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You're quite the douche, man.
(gives you the finger)
If you don't want to read it, don't. That has nothing to do with you being on his list. Such anger about something so trivial can only come from either a small heart or a small mind.
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