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June 16th, 2011 @ 3:54am
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Who wants to do something soon? I have vacay coming up! :) Ooh, and a visit to my sister. Shit, why do I never remember these things? Someone save me.
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March 17th, 2011 @ 1:10pm
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Well...
Boston certainly knows how to celebrate!
I have to say, I'm impressed. Back home it was church, then the pub, and maybe some football later on. This is incredible.
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March 7th, 2011 @ 11:28pm
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Eight hour flight in the most uncomfortable seat in the known universe. Need to find food, a place to shower, and a bed.
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January 3rd, 2011 @ 11:12pm
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I'm just plain fucking tired.. I feel destructive mode on the rise again.. I don't think i'll ever win.
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December 20th, 2010 @ 8:52am
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I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
I'm not o-fucking-kay!
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December 17th, 2010 @ 5:08pm
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Holy shit! Holy crap! Holy fish!
I need a suit. Like, a nice suit. Where does one even get a nice suit around here? I'm kind of freaking out a little. Usually I just throw on a jacket and pretend I'm good but this requires some formal taste which is on the far end of my style.
Anyone up for helping me with suggestions?
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December 10th, 2010 @ 11:24pm
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I'm so addicted to all the things you do,
When you're going down on me in between the sheets.
Oh, the sounds you make- with every breath you take.
It's unlike anything, when you're lovin' me.
How can I make it through all the things you do?
There's just got to be more to you and me...
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| Cat! I'm a kitty cat! |
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December 8th, 2010 @ 12:44pm
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Alina, you mentioned wanting a cat and I stumbled across this today. Just to make you aware of what you could be getting yourself into.
( Meow Meow )
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December 1st, 2010 @ 7:08pm
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WHO: Leo
DELIVERED: During security shift change before the mugging
I can't talk to you right now. En' orders. Been threatened. Love you, but is it enough anymore?
THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE US
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
PS: This was supposed to be us. You left me. Again. Without word. After all these years waiting, waiting, waiting... for you.
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December 1st, 2010 @ 6:51pm
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To Alek:
Thank you for your gifts, I've sent you some fresh bear as I heard Russians crave it and don't get it much.
Arianna Rossi (One day Luciano). Do not forget my name, Alek Rasputin, I will never forget yours. You will hear more of me, I like you Alek. I promise always I will only kill you if someone in the family must, woman or Capo.
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November 26th, 2010 @ 7:30pm
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[Private to Bene]
Congratulations to your new title.
I feel obligated to let you know that my beautiful wife passed away today. She's been suffering from an agressive breastcancer that she wanted to hide from the family, and I had to respect her last wish. She was there for me when I needed her, so I tried to thank her every way possible.
I look forward to meeting with you, most honored Don Carabinieri, to be able to congratulate you as proper as possible, and to get my new orders.
[/Private]
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November 7th, 2010 @ 12:03pm
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In the interest of maintaining the status quo, perhaps you and I should discuss the state current events.
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October 18th, 2010 @ 10:51pm
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You are the best thing that's ever been mine.
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June 1st, 2010 @ 1:00am
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I have got to get some sleep, he's kept me up long enough. maybe I should knock on Alek's door and see if he can take him for the night. :)
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| To kill a rose (A poem by Simone, written by me.) |
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May 18th, 2010 @ 6:54am
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Right down to the everlasting sun, which shines brightly in the partially dusk sky. The morning dew drenched everything in a blanket of clear droplets. The rose, sitting there in the elements, being warmed by the sun, but it is not alone for beside it sits another, basking in the sun. The rose next to it violently disappears, and left it wondering what its fate will be, and then its turn. Blades cutting through its beautiful stalk like a hot knife through butter destroying every chance of survival. But then, upon being desecrated, it joined up with the one next to it in a small crystal vase, to be put on display for all to see. Several days pass, still living until the fateful moment where the only thing going through its mind is that it had a wonderful friend, until the bitter end.
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May 17th, 2010 @ 11:38pm
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Time can't erase a feeling this strong.
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April 15th, 2010 @ 1:27pm
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Artist: T.O.K.
Song:Footprints
Lyrics:
One set a footprints ina di sand
And you a grumble and a so
You tink it shoulda be two
Memba one ting mi yute
A fadda God a wi plan
So when you see one set a footprints a God a carry you
Hurry up and come back was the last thing she said to her son
The day his life was taken
She didn't know he wouldn't come back
He died from the bullet of a gun
And now her little boy is gone
She said, help me
Father help me
And she looked up to the sky
And she heard a voice reply
When you cry, I cry, I cry along with you
When you smile, I smile, I smile along with you
When you cry, I cry, I cry along with you
When you smile, I smile, I smile along with you
The lord replied when you see only one set of footprints
that I carried you
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April 14th, 2010 @ 6:21pm
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So I was thinking...maybe I should get another tattoo. What should I get, and who wants to go with me to go get it?
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April 14th, 2010 @ 1:04am
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I received my gun today. It is a piece of art. I've dabbled with guns before but it's cool to have picked one out and bought it all by my self. Its a 9mm model SW1911-Pro Series. I love it, and I feel much more safe with it around.
* Crisp 4# - 5-1/2# Trigger Pull
* 30 LPI Checkered Front Strap
* Hand Polished Integral Feed Ramp
* Precision Crowned Muzzle
* Oversized External Extractor
* Full Length Guide Rod
* Double Sided Frame Safety
* Extended Mag Well
* Stoned Hammer and Sear
My new little gun
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April 13th, 2010 @ 12:40am
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Which of my cousins is going to take me out? I need to socialize and meet something nice.
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