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Oct 12, 2004 13:48


Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That your're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over...
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

So just say how to make it right
And i swear i'll do my best to comply

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Nuh-uh anonymous October 12 2004, 15:13:33 UTC
Shayna. I laid on the grass with you at lunch (it sounds better if you were by yourself though). Sorrysorrysorryfeelbettersorry.

No me gusta espanol.

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Re: Nuh-uh anonymous October 12 2004, 15:51:09 UTC
ya but we didnt talk. (it does sound better by my self)

no me gusta mrs. gonzalez.

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_timeout October 12 2004, 15:50:04 UTC
sounds peacefull.

you know; i have one of your santa barbara volleyball tourament tshirts, and whenever i miss you, i wear it.

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_timeout October 12 2004, 15:55:28 UTC
you just made me cry.

words cant explain how much i miss you, and the relationship we had over summer.

shayna

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4everinaday October 12 2004, 20:55:17 UTC
haha that sounds fun.
i have this image of you taking your shoes off and playing guitar...

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fake___smiles October 12 2004, 21:22:46 UTC
no wonder i didn't see you at lunch, lol. that sounds really relaxing actually. shayna. i love you. i know exactly how you're feeling because we are going through exactly the same thing. i'm here for you. you know that.

--aly

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fake___smiles October 12 2004, 21:23:10 UTC
add me by the way, ur added.

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