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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 

Questions with No Answers

Do you even know me? How I feel? Where I came from? What it took for me to be here?

Why?

Why do you hurt me with your casual lies? Your mocking laugh? Your scorning words? Your cold looks? Your twisted ways? Your uncertainties? Your mixed signals?

What else is there? After I have given all that I can and more, what else is there?

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  • I'm Tipsy
  • From Rockwell
  • Hello. We are NOT gay although we enjoyed watching Along Came Polly together. But that's because we were going after one girl and had to ensure each other that neither was taking her to that movie. Strange no? Yes it is. The point is. We just want a repository of our drunken nights for we feel that society would benefit from our brilliant ideas. And with that, its a pleasure to make your acquaintance.
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