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 Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:03 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 303. Do you go on "photobucket"?
Yep, I do. xD Not often though. And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:04 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 304. Whats your favorite candy?
Umm...I dunnos. Anything long lasting. Lol. biggrin Or something chewy. And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:05 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 305. Sweet or sour?
Sweet! biggrin But sour is fun. Especially when you watch your other friends eat it. Lol. Warheads heart And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:08 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 306. what instrument do you wish you could play if you can't already?
Drums. xD They seem awesome. And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:09 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 307. What instrument do you like to play?
I can't play anything well. I'm not a music person. Lol. But drums are fun. And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:10 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 308. Ever wish you could be in a band?
Not really. Like I said, I'm not a music person. And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:10 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 309. if you were an inatiment object what would you be?
Inanimate object? I want to be...a plushie. Or something like that. Stuffed animals get cuddled a lot. :3 And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:11 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 310. Buy any new items?
Not really. But I'll probably buy some bird seed soon, for my science fair project. And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:12 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 311. Do you believe in love?
Of course I do. biggrin And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:13 pm
245. If i said blue , what would you respond? I would say the sky! lol becuase its blue. or maybe I would just shrug. The world will never know. lol
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:13 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 312. Do you believe in love at first site?
Not really. Most of the time, it just seems like lust. But occasionally it works out, I guess. However, for me, personality is everything. wink And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:14 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 313. Have you ever been in love?
At this age, I'm not sure what love exactly is. But if I have to answer, I think yes. I do. biggrin If that's what you call my feelings for him. And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:14 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 314. Ever had a heart break?
Not really. I've never gone out with a guy that I seriously really did have feelings for. @_@ I'm usually the one that breaks it off. :/ I feel bad for that. And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:15 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 315. Have you ever broken someones heart?
I believe I did. @_@ I heard he was crying in Science class the day I rejected him after he asked me out again...after breaking up with me. O_o And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:16 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town,
I look through the window
at the many people walking down the streets
and wonder how all of them
have their own different stories. 316. Do you like him/her but she/he likes someone else?
I don't like him. I heard he still likes me, but he went out with other people. o-o And somehow
all those Lives,
all those Stories,
are all connected in this world.
They all affect each other
in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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