Ahhh, fuck*mumblefuck*

[lordmemnon]

So to be perfectly vulgar, I'd really like to cut off my balls so I don't have testosterone raging through me. I'm getting really sick of being ruled by my hormones. Case in point: New Messages on MySpace=someone wants to be my beloved...in my mind. I'm sick of it, sick of it, do you hear me Goddess?!?! Ugh

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[marques1982]

Well...therapy comes to mind, but I have to remember that great minds do not operate in the realm that is familiar to us. If anything, your leting of your chest, which is good. And at least I know I'm not the only one who wants to pull my hair out while giving props to certain people in the same light! Keep ya head, and remember true peace comes through honesty...Dorian out!

[hmm_maybe_lyn]

myspace is nothing but a meat market and just like pokemon: you gotta catch'em all (who really has 29834787539 friends?). but you're always going to run into those closet cases (remember e. lynn harris?). do what you think is best even if it means sitting in the corner. just don't forget about homies. shiet we can rant and rave about whatever and rock this muthafucker! one.