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My parents just worry a lot about me. My dad used to be real pain in the ass until he realized that I wasn't actually a fuck-up. I just have an illness that I have to conquer, and I'm getting better every day, so we're getting on better, except that I'm still messy.
Oh, and for you guys who have parents that worry about people knowing your name address and phone number. 3 people on this forum have that info. about me: The STE (yeah, I know), Rayne, and MisterSadistro (got the movie, gonna watch it when the folks aren't here). And my parents wonder why I want a Rottweiler.;) One night, I'm gonna wake up with some pretty black headed woman jumping up and down on my bed, a big ol' huge penis in my ear, and some scary motherfucker filming the whole thing.
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By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
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