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(, Tue 10 Jun 2003, 16:04, archived)
# Your lack of words speaks volumes.
MY HEART has been ripped asunder from under me like a rug that has been torn away from my feet, causing me to tumnle and cause myself pain, PAIN FROM WHICH i will never recover.
My life ends here.
(, Tue 10 Jun 2003, 16:07, archived)
# don't do it don't do it
I shall find the scurvy varlet and rip his heart still beating from his body and throw it to the kittens
(, Tue 10 Jun 2003, 16:11, archived)
# Poor bovine
I didn't mean to cast you aside. Write some poetry, make millions, you'll get over men*.


*a typo, I'm keeping it in.
(, Tue 10 Jun 2003, 16:14, archived)
# he will
with a run-up.
(, Tue 10 Jun 2003, 16:17, archived)