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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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Like: I don't have leukaemia and I have a boyfriend.
I just seem to have got off my bus at the Doldrums stop this morning.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:03, 1 reply, 16 years ago)
Game. Set. Match
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:05, Reply)
and still wouldn't mind throwing myself onto the pointy end of a fence.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:11, Reply)
I'm still pretty cheerful considering. I'd like all those things, but I'm not bothered about them
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:12, Reply)
Though anyone could have told you that :D
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:16, Reply)
I'm not a good person in the least. As I said yesterday I am reminding myself more and more of Withnail
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:18, Reply)
Kept meaning to, and to drink along. Deathdeathdeath.
And as I always say, no one is a good person.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:19, Reply)
to play the drinking game to that. I reckon I could keep up if I skipped the cider etc
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:21, Reply)
though I will refuse to drink either lighter fluid or vinegar (in place of lighter fluid)
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:30, Reply)
I thought you stopped this silly nonsence with getting wrecked on a regular basis and sleeping with guys who you don't even like and taking .
You're KILLING YOURSELF, Lampito, with your life of debortchory.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:26, Reply)
I'm getting BETTER, Gonz. Hope your guts feel better soon, too.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:28, Reply)
I have some treatment next week which should jolt thinks back into order.
As for the life of drink and boys, I'm only saying that 'cus, well, I'm trolling. It makes no differance to me if you drink so much you thoroughly disgrace yourself and end up in a police cell on your back with two legs akimbo in the air doing a Kinga-from-big-brother with a £4.99 bottle of ASDA vodka.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:39, Reply)
beats the heart of a tremulous romantic poet, in thrall to courtly love and to the beauty and wonder of nature: the tiny beads of dew in a morning flower, a babbling brook, the sweet song of the nightingale...
Shall I compare thee to
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:39, Reply)
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