| Traffic owns you, and you. I don't really even need to do this, because the only people who really would care already know anything I would type on here. Just go listen to Traffic. Then you can be cool. |
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| I'm tired, and I feel strange. I guess I'm feeling kinda indifferent toward everything right now. I'm going to sleep.... |
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| READ THIS!!
A girl and guy are speeding over 100 mph on the road on a motorcycle...
Girl: Slow down. I'm scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, it's too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you, but slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. **Girl hugs him**
Guy: Can you take my helmet off and put it on yourself? Its bugging me.
(In the paper the next day): ...A motorcycle crashed into a building last night because of break failure. Two people were involved, a male and a female, but only 1 survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the 18 year old boy realized that his brakes had broke, but he didn't want to let his girlfriend know. Instead, he made her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time, and let her wear his helmet so that she would live, realizing he would be the one that would die. If there's anyone you love this much, repost this in your journal.
Found that in Davis' Xanga. I usually don't do those re-send or re-post things, but this one actually seemed worth it. |
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