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greeleyestatesk?

that was the BEST show of my life.
 

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ilu lindsie.
L&A bitchesss.
 

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he's her drug.
 

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ilu.
So like, there's this AMAZING girl,
and she kind of goes by the name of Crystal.
Or
afhkaghkala. But you can call her Crystal.
And like, she's
orgasmic. Like. Better than
Greeley Estates. I guess. She likes to walk in
on old ladies in the bathroom, about as much
as I like to
TALK to old ladies in the bathroom.
We play
gameboy, and watch porn. It's a good
relationship. We also drink
way too much wine,
and vodka
&fruitopia, and puke all over campers.
Actually, that's just her. But, we're really good at
making pies and cookies. I promise.
/fingerscrossed.
Her&I make clubs, called the hateeveryoneclub.
But actually, we don't. But it'd be neato if we did.
But all in all, she's basically my
favourite, and ilh,
xajillionplusfive, k?
 

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Baha.
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
I HAVE ENGLISH 11 IN BLOCK A!
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
NO WAY!
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
no. i don't
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
ahaha
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
I have French in block a.
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
what?! u got my hopes high and then u say. your not in grade 11?
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
sheesh.
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
french,lifetimefitness,web,english,science,socials​,math.
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
neato!. whats lifetime fitness?
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
gym for pussys.
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
hahaha
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
but im switching out of it, because we have to be able to ride a bike
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
and i can;t.
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
oooo i know! i can teach you how to ride a bike
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
oh god.
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
i dont own a biike
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
i own like 6
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
i dont
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has
English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
ill teach you. pleeeeaaaaseee
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
noooo
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
no . seriously. i can teach you. please
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
nonono
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
phht. hah im not gunna give up. i need to teach you how. i mean. i learned how to swim for you. u gotta learn how to ride a bike for me
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
haha why? why is it so hard to let me teach you how to ride a simple bike?
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
Becuase it's me.
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
haha so what does that have to do with it?
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
It just does. That's like trying to teach Crystal to not be stubborn.
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
It's like trying to teach a pig how to sing. All you do is waste your time and annoy the pig.
- " Shit. On. A. Stick. Who The Fuck Has English 11 In Block A?!? " says:
haha thats like tryin to teach rick how to swim. oh what do u know! he knows how to swim now.
i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
Yeah, but no.






i'm holding on, by letting go of you. says:
rick's trying to convince me to let him teach me how to ride a bike.
crystal [so; today isn;t that great of a day] says:
tell him good luck with that


so i like, love crystal&rick k?
 

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dance inside.
you don't have to move, you don't have to speak
lips for biting.
you're staring me down, a glance makes me weak
eyes for striking
now I'm twisting up when I'm twisted with you
brush so lightly
and time trickles down, and I'm breathing for two
squeeze so tightly.
I'll be fine, you'll be fine.
this moment seems so long
don't waste now, precious time
we'll dance inside the song

what makes the one to shake you down?
each touch belongs to each new sound
say now you want to shake me too
move down to me, slip into you

she sinks in her mind as she sheds through her skin
touch like taste like fire
hands to know what I no longer defend
hands to fuel desire
I'll be fine, you'll be fine
this moment seems so long
don't waste now, precious time
we'll dance inside the song

what makes the one to shake you down?
each touch belongs to each new sound
say now you want to shake me too
move down to me, slip into you

Ooo, ah
Ooo, ah
Ooo, ah
Ooo, ah [x2]

and I'll be fine, you'll be fine
is this fine? I'm not fine
give me pieces, give me things to stay awake (stay awake)

what makes the one to shake you down?
each touch belongs to each new sound
say now you want to shake me too
move down to me, slip into you

what makes the one to shake you down?
each touch belongs to each new sound
say now you want to shake me too
move down to me, slip into you
 

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(L)
I remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground
The worst thing you could get from boys was cooties
Mom was your hero& Dad was the boy you were going to marry
Your worst enemies were your siblings
Race issues were who could run the fastest
War was a card game
Life was simple and care free
But what i remember most is wanting to grow up.
 

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BriannaOtto.
Brianna Otto.
I love you, more than anything or anyone, in the entire universe.
You're my best friend, my diary, my sister & my life. It tears me
apart when we fight, becuase I know it's just a matter of time
until we're friends again. The three months that we didn't talk
were the longest in my life. You're the one I go to when I hate
everyone, when I'm hurt, when everylyone else has turned their
backs, the one who always listens, from small things like a bad
hair day, to big things like family junk. You're the one who
makes me stop, breathe and think when I'm losing it. You're the
one I cry with, laugh with,hate at times, but love all the time, the
one I EVERYTHING with. I love how we can sit for hours,
without verbally saying anything, yet a million words have been
passed back and forth. I love how I can be completely honest
with you, knowing you won't judge me. I love how you complete
my sentences. I love being stupid with you. I'm more
comfortable with you, then anyone else. So many people have
come and gone in my life in the past two years, some of them
alot more painfully then others, yet you've always been there. I
promise, I'll never close the door on you, unless I'm trying to hit
you with the knob. =) You're basically my everything, and I
wouldn't trade that for anything.
I love you, always.
-Alycia.
 

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until her heart stops.
I remember that time,all through the night
trying not to close my eyes, again.
pretending that all he got was
in a stolen car,trying not to pull over, and cry
my eyes so red,I just want to die
kill me with your words,kill me one last time
cut out my heart; and throw it on the bar
for everyone to see
remember you said; "kiss me sweetheart
before you go again."
remember you said; "kiss me sweetheart
before you go again."
don't say it's over this time.
don't say it's over this time.
she's waiting on the inside, for me to call again
waiting for her, just to say goodbye,one last time.
waiting on the inside.
I'm supposed to say, anything at all
to make you want me back.
if I had three wishes,I'd wish them all on you
I'd wish you away, from me.
supposed to say, anything at all.
she's waiting on the inside, for me to call again
waiting for her, just to say goodbye
 

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,,,
"If for one minute you think you're better than a sixteen
year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken.
Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your
favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word. You
didn't know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was
cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different
from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally
understood you. This is what music is about." - Gerard Way
 

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love.