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Thursday Sep 30, 2004

Sep 30, 2004
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Lately I have found myself enjoying this site less and less. Why is it that so many members use this as a place to get their fragile egos stroked and forget about the fact that they are sad, vapid individuals with little to nothing going for them? Why is it that straight girls tell each other how hot they are and how much they want to hump each other? Is it for attention from the boys or just an attempt to get some reciprocation? Can this: love really make you happier about what you see in the mirror? Do your hands shake while you hit 'Submit' to tell me things that you would never have the fucking courage to tell me in real life?

Your friends list can't make you not alone.
Seeing your picture in the Hot Members thread doesn't make you beautiful. (You know that picture is three years old and doesn't even look like you.)
It's getting kind of sad and I think I almost feel sorry for you.
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gekkeiju23:
point taken.

the motives of most people are always deemed questionable, both here and in the waking world- but, as in my "real life", i am often pleasantly suprised.
i mean, you're here, althought perhaps not much longer, and that means something.

more than i realize, strangers can care.
hippy-free-love-verbal-vomit aside, we are all of a species, as cliche as the thought may be.

i can't concisely verbalize what i feel right now-my apologies.
i'm Laura.
Sep 30, 2004
cellosoul:
Julie. Au natural? Honest?

Okay. Much respect, girl.

smile
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(Jianda)
Oct 5, 2004

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