what birdmad in the hell? 010207 ... inxs you need 010207 ... grendel professional help 010207 ... fallen 'whatever happened to the golden ball?' can somebody please tell me.....::mumbles:: on second thought maybe some things are not for me to know 010214 ... chanaka would you do if i turned cold, rejected you? 010215 ... misstree go down to the bottom of the murkiest pond to find the golden ball. bring it up with you, and giggle when you're done. 010220 ... twiggie is wrong with a person if they glance at the word "what", and the oompa loompa song (from willy wonka...) comes to their head? 010220 ... carlie and the chiidi factory "...do you think of that" 010220 ... guitar_freak so ____? 011120 ... Toxic_Kisses ...exactly is it about me you hate? Feel free to elaborate 011218 ... marching_ants ya youre just fucking brilliant a god damn pie in the sky, you stick out more than the boils on my ass 011218 ... angie is the meaning of this? 020510 ... Anna_Began the fuck?? you change your feelings, or your mind, or the desire from inside of your pants more often than I change coffee filters... I am not in the mood to be misled, nor am I in the mood to put up with this intrinsic need you have to lead me to all of my dreams coming true while going on.. and on.. and on... about your conquests. I am at the very least, meaningful in your life and I would appreciate being treated as such. You sir, do not own me. You do not snap your fingers and expect me to be at your beck and call. You are not someone that writes and talks and melts me. You do not pull my heartstrings and share my soul and turn me into a love struck adolescent. I would give up nothing for you. Well, maybe a few evenings, and a few fleeting thoughts... oh, and the occasional song. Ok, and perhaps some 73 pages in my journal. My sanity, maybe.. and some future plans. But that is most definately it... oh jeez.. what the fuck am I doing? 021209 ... silentbob the fuck am i doing up so late 040103 ... two not so important to me lately as why and maybe not even the why but the how reason I seek reason in something perhaps without it but seek it i do seems to me as if you haven't a clue why you act the way you do, yourself but that leaves me feeling no less confused or lost about things not despair sort of lost but the confused, unsure of how to react feels like i'm a deer in the forest and i've just barely caught the sound of the arrow being pulled back in a bow what am i supposed to do? what can i. 040103 ... huh um? 080104 what's it to you? who go blather from