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05-21-2005, 04:01 AM
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allmykids
she hasn't posted in like a week in a half. if your reading this let us know that everything is getting better.
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05-21-2005, 07:24 AM
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She called me last week and left me a message but I hadnt talked to her, my cellphone is about to go in the trash cos' I didnt get the message.
I assume she is OK but I will try her this weekend.
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I was not born to live a mans life, but to be the stuff of future memory. 3 can keep a secret if 2 are dead. I've never been nice my whole life....but, I'll do my best to be sweet. I keep my standards low, so I'm never disappointed. The next words out of your mouth better be some Mark Twain shit, cos' I am going to be chiseling it on your tombstone. Trample the weak, Hurdle the dead. Forgive your enemies......after they are slain. The God I believe in aint short of cash mister.
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05-21-2005, 07:31 AM
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Whats wrong with AMK?
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05-21-2005, 09:52 AM
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I dont want to speculate, I would rather that she explain if she desires to.
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I was not born to live a mans life, but to be the stuff of future memory. 3 can keep a secret if 2 are dead. I've never been nice my whole life....but, I'll do my best to be sweet. I keep my standards low, so I'm never disappointed. The next words out of your mouth better be some Mark Twain shit, cos' I am going to be chiseling it on your tombstone. Trample the weak, Hurdle the dead. Forgive your enemies......after they are slain. The God I believe in aint short of cash mister.
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05-21-2005, 09:54 AM
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We love you, girl. Let us know how you're doing, and if there's anything we can do to help.
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