"And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him."
You'll get yours, mother fucker.
I promise.
I still like jackie, just not as much as before....it comes and goes. I think I feel indifferent, like it's cool if we're friends, but if we're not I'm not gonna feel sad or something. It's just..eh. You didn't answer my sex question........
[Edited on May 17, 2004 7:32PM]