cutting_ties yoink i opened up to the new i iced over the old i don't need al. i don't need pe. i don't need kt. i need br. i need ry. i need km. i need nothing but new and the tail of the past. what is wrong with me? i'm so different now...so different... so much better. wesleyan, outdoor rec center, punk with dan, smoke with margo, cuddle with sandra bullock, and stupid shit with pat 010715 ... Sol bill did that once, it was quite funny,m he was just playing with scissors, and looked down and cut his (brand new prefects) tie before realising what he was doing 010715 ... m_e you ned me? do i need you? i guess we'll see. 010808 ... unhinged "i'm letting go i'm letting go i've cut all my ties here i'm letting go i'm letting go i'm letting go i'm leaving heaven" 010808 ... yoink i guess it didn't happen like that 020109 ... ~gez~ what would be good would be a tie that looked just like a regular tie, but concealed within its normal exterior was a medium length sharp blade. also a sneaky wire and button that went into the palm of your hand. then when you got attacked in the street you could lift your tie to face the agressor, press the button, and watch the blood splurt rivers across that darkened alleyway 050201 ... blown cherry Would she really do that? We've been friends for so long, but maybe it never meant that much to her to being with. Maybe she never quite got over that Sam thing, but that wasn't my fault anyway, she should be blaming him if anything. I'd never seen her like that before, in fact nobody had. What was going through that head of hers? We're not juvenile enough to be taking sides anymore, but so far everyone I've asked, which is most people who were there, agree that I did nothing wrong, and frankly I see nothing in my behaviour to apologise for or to be ashamed of, I only see that in hers. I've made two attempts at fixing this, now it's her turn. The scissors are in her hands. 050201 ... Mister Brightside when i found out that they had been in my closet and used my best silk ties for purposes more akin to ankles and wrists than collars, i burned them in the barbecue grill in my old back-yard 050201 what's it to you? who go blather from