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south border down mexico way

im am miserable as fuck but hey at least the beers and cigs are cheap i fuckin miss america with a passion ....i will be back by the 24 of agust
vorbei:
why are you in mexico? were you living there or just visiting? you've been MIA for a while.
lillithvain:
Hello! kiss
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Some people say a man is made out of mud

A poor man's made out of muscle and blood

Muscle and blood, skin and bones...

A mind that's weak and a back that's strong

You load sixteen tons, and what do you get?

another day older and deeper in debt

St. Peter, don't you call me, 'cause I can't go

I owe my soul to...
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vorbei:
you have the internets again! hooray!
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what was it sinatra said

"You're ridin' high in April, shot down in May

But I know I'm gonna change that tune

When I'm back on top, back on top in June



I said that's life (that's life), and as funny as it may seem

Some people get their kicks stompin' on a dream

But I don't let it, let it get me down

'cause...
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vorbei:
welcome to club unemployed. sit down and make yourself comfortable...

hp/compaq suck anyhow. although, i might be a bit biased because i'm a total mac brat.
kioko:
Square or ??....... wink
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I need a brand new friend who doesn't bother me
I need a brand new friend who doesn't trouble me
I need someone and who doesn't need me

I see the bathroom is clear
I think that somebody's near
I'm sure that someone is following me

And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend, the end
vorbei:
thanks! assuming they fit, you'd have rather small feet for a guy. tongue
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- Memories Burn -

here we are, alone again,
a lonely soul, without a friend
our time... die slow

over the edge of the mountain top
draw afar the creator
our time... die slow

stoned sky or is it me
a seculent mind my belief
our time... die slow
the liquid fog in the land of nod
unaffected and complete
our time... die slow

funny...
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Not That Anyone Fuckin reads this shite but here we go

Well it's Ninth and Hennepin
All the doughnuts have names that sound like prostitutes
And the moon's teeth marks are on the sky
Like a tarp thrown all over this
And the broken umbrellas like dead birds
And the steam comes out of the grill
Like the whole goddamn town's ready to blow...
And...
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fatality:
Watched American History X again last night