Tuesday, August 07, 2007

TStrange things happen to them, some bitterly cruel and some so beautiful that the faith is refired forever

Stop. Talking. To. Me.

:)

It never fails.

If I get online to talk, no one will be on, if i get on to do a report, 12 people will pop up.

If its 1 in the morning, 14 new people will strike up conversations with life ultering problems apparently only i can solve.

Hell its not about solving. Its about whining for three hours.

I'm not even annyoed that much. I wanted to write. I have nothing to write.

yes.

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