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allow myself to introduce... ...myself. |
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-Junk having to do with me- |
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Il y a une petite fille, elle s'appelle l'angie. Elle n'est pas stupide. Elle adore un garcon. Elle decident qui'il est trs tres beau! |
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Yeargh! Wolverine. The best of the best. I miss sitting in our little dusty antique shop, reading comics. Sitting on a dusty box, chair or couch. Reading dusty comics.......jeez, I hate dust. If I was a super hero or mutant I'd wanna be something dust-free.. |
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Pinepples! I love pineapples! One day, pineapples will rule the world. Someday. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, or the day after that, or the day after that.....but someday. Je s'appelle l'anana. |
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I kinna just like this picture. No particular reason. Dunno where it came from either. I think the only reason it's on here is cause it was on my computer for some weird reason... |
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Ahhhh I love music. I could talk about music until the day before forever.It's too bad my dreams of making music are over. It's also too bad I suck at playing any kinna instrument... >__< |
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Ahh ha ha....the good old days. Troy eating a bowl of Stagg chili then chasing after myself, Tommy, and Erin threatening to fart on us. Ahh...such fond memories. |
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My beautiful toaster. How I love it. I have a thing for toasters. So many things you can do with a toaster! Toast, bagels, pop tarts, whatever. Oh toaster, how do I love thee? Let me count thy ways... |
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This picture is hard to explain. No, it has nothing to do with me being a crossdresser or a dominatrix. I just like the old times. I can't say I 'miss' it, because I was never there to enjoy it.... I just think I was born in the wrong generation. |
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