Dec 13, 2005 17:09
what would you do if I huged you?
what would you do if I kissed you?
what would you do if I left and did not tell you I was leaving?
what would you di if I never came back?
what would you do if I told you i love you?
what would you do if I told you I hate you?
what would you with me if you could do anything at all with me?
what would you do if I held your hand?
what would you do if I said I cared?
would you belive me if I said I cared?
would you care if I left?
would you care if I died?
would you care if I never came back?
what would you do if I was in the hospital?
what would you do if i said I wanted to be with you forever?
would you think it was true?
what would you do if I really meant it?
what would you do if I kissed you on the cheek?
what would you think if I stared into your eyes?
what do you truely think of me?
If i said nothing was wrong would you trust me?
If not would you try your hardest to find out?
If I told you would you comfort me?
would you be scared to be seen with me in front of your friends?
am I one of your friends?
would you be embarassed if I hugged you in front of your friends?
would you be embarassed if I kissed you in front of your friends?
do you care about me?
do you think I care about you?
hit reply to sender and answer the questions, then repost this. don't be shy, you might not expect the answers you get.
'k, still nothing really happening. Other than, perhaps, a chance at going wedding crashing next Saturday.
My luck, I'll get shot...
... all the more fun.
But yeah, just to piss him off, I'll go, wear that shirt, and just be an asshole to him. And maybe even his wife. But I'd need a ride home... like, it's in black mountain. Again, though, anybody who wants to come can come. Well, MY invitation, anyway, as I'm just gonna fucking crash it anyway. Taht is, if he's even inviting me (hahah. He might not, just for the safety of his own marriage and wedding. Either that, or he still thinks I'm the sit-down-shut-up type that he tried to engineer me to be. ...
FUCK THAT!!
Anyway, he may have realized that I don't really give a shit.May have, mind you. I need to ask my little brother...
and hell, if I can't get a ride, there is always his car... maybe. It's not the same one, so it doesn't have the numpad on the outside, so I can't get in and hotwire it that way... but whatever.
Anyway, again though, if anybody wants to come meet my dad and piss the living hell out of him, now's your chance.
... hell yeah, this'd get him to stay the fuck away. I mean, come on, ruining his wedding? That's one hell of a way to go!
Score...