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Monday, October 09, 2006

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No More.


Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Life always seems to take it's turns at the most unexpected moments.

It's pretty irratating when the most insignificant situation stabs you in the ribs and throws you off completely. Your whole mentality shifts and your morals and standards change, not entirely, but in certain areas.
I can't say I regret change.
Because I don't believe in regret. What is that? ..Regret. To feel remorse, and disappointment towards events that help mold you..?
I believe every situation has something to give, and we're ignorant if we choose to "regret", mourn and lament over it.
There's to many pretty things in this world.








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This Shit Is Whack Man.


Thursday, September 21, 2006

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Speech In Slurs Seems More Eleborate.

. b. . . .u . . . .t. . .  Only In My Own Head.


Friday, August 25, 2006

. . . .Birth is such a weird thought. . . .
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Birthdays are pretty cool though.


Happy Birthday Fag. . . . . . .
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17. . . Your just a little closer to being an old guy.
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Everyone needs to go jump this kid today and say Happy Birthday.
Because he's just so freaking rad.
. . . . Don't forget the most important element, ten punches and one for good luck.
Happy Birthdays aren't happy without those.
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Happy Birthday once more, and thanks for being so awesome keep it real, and keep running a life in Gods direction.


You've seriously been beyond a great friend, and I'm really looking foward to these next few years. And seeing what other crazy junk God has in store.



I Love You Man.


Tuesday, August 15, 2006

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