Text messages from hell.

[cunole]

Here I sit, deep in the shit stained bowels of hell. Arms tied down with leather straps across my chest like a Texas murderer. Eyelids pried open Clockwork Orange style to view endless reruns of Everybody Loves Raymond. Evil midgets in bondage gear poke me with the plastic cafeteria forks of hell. I struggle to free my right hand. I loosen the

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[could_i_be]

did you meet a girl and this is your way of telling us?

[cunole]

ooohhh Im such a man of mystery!

[could_i_be]

an enigma wrapped in a mystery shrouded with doubt.... ps: I know where your band name comes from Mr "I love Grade"

[cunole]

ahhh yes, I always get caught beneath the wheel.

[anonymous]

she loves you too

[cunole]

how can you tell?

[anonymous]

i think she hates you.

[cunole]

how can you tell?

[thecatspajamas_]

its written on the bathroom stalls..

anyway did you scout out my lj friends list as add them as your own?
friend stealer.

[thecatspajamas_]

P.S I have total custody of Danika.

[cunole]

yes, i did it when you looked away for that split second,

and i do it again.

[anonymous]

Anonymously posting to tell you I love you... it's a secret

Update your freakin' LJ!