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from obscured :
boo!
from fungal-nail :
I almost hope you don't read this. I'm having a stroll and felt like stopping by your old house. I think you have squatters.
from samantha-m :
random thoughts, random messages. it was 2 years ago almost exactly when you wrote again. you still interest me in a weird way that makes me want to know you. as a side note, i'd stick with the diaryland template just because who gives a shit really? your words don't need decoration, they're good enough.
from kaffeine :
Hmm, the last, like, three times I've left you a note, I promised to make you a layout. Therefore, I solemnly do swear NOT to make you a layout, and in return, you must write more. At least write to me. And you're definitely NOT cute. You're freaking adorable. In other news, I can't believe you still exist, and that I still exist. I still think you're great, even. Whoa.
from testify :
You were really different in the year 2000.
from kaffeine :
Darling, I know I've promised it before, but if you can wait just one month, I'll cook you up something great. I'm a dinosaur too, y'know ;)
from taken4grantd :
if i ever got on line would you talk to me? my screen name is taken4grantd...do you think you could remember that? we'll see i suppose.
from kaffeine :
livejournal sucks it bad. don't do it!!! if i have to design the template myself (and i'd love to), stay here... you can call yourself sympatheticz. or someothersuch fun.
from kaffeine :
*love*appreciation*adoration*praise*value*takes sword and slashes a "Z" into the door before riding off into the sunset*
from kaffeine :
mmm....i cannot conceal how much i adore you...
from apatheticq :
Hey. Write some more ya frig.
from kaffeine :
*sigh* trying...lost...scared.
from parlance :
"The jugular! The jugular!"
from endline :
seeing as how i've been reading you literally for years now [and god, that makes me feel old], it's safe to say i miss the days of you updating more. <3
from kaffeine :
your note reads the way JFK talks on Clone High... or was that deliberate? I would like tha paaahty plattah!
from kaffeine :
pssst: ******* lots of stars for you. guess who still loves you?
from honeywhite :
I plug you in, Dim the lights, Electric Barbarella. Your perfect skin, Plastic kiss, Electric Barbarella. Try to restist, Than we touch, Halucinate and tranqualize...
from morceaux :
i found you through the girls-suck profile, and you kept me interested for some time. would it be okay if i added you to my favorites? (and i know it may not be much of an offer, since i don't have photoshop and all that jazz, and my current layout isn't much of a portfolio, but i do make diaryland templates for people, and if you'd want a custom, i could make one for you - free, just thought i'd mention that...it seems to be an important word to most people =)
from liss :
ooh. ahh.
from kaffeine :
boo! did I scare you? I'm making myself a new layout in the hopes that I will, too, write again. drop me a line if you want one as well.
from honeywhite :
I remember you...Where did you go?...I hope you are well...I hope we speak again soon... ~honey
from mylovedies :
i really like reading your diary and all ur other friends makes me feel understood in an odd way.. if that makes any sense nope probably not
from musicland :
you rock
from silveringrid :
"if i have told you these details about the asteroid, and made a note of its number for you, it is on account of the grown-ups and their ways. grown-ups love figures. when you tell them that you have made a new friend, they never ask you any questions about essential matters. they never say to you, 'what does his voice sound like? what games does he love best? does he collect butterflies?' instead they demand: 'how old is he? how many brothers has he? how much does he weigh? how much money does his father make?' only by these figures do they think they have learned anything about him. if you were to say to the grown-ups: 'i saw a beautiful house made of brick, with geraniums in the windows and doves on the roof,' they would not be able to get any idea of the house at all. you would have to say to them: 'i saw a house that cost $20,000.' then they would exclaim: 'oh, what a pretty house that is!' just so, you might say to them: 'the proof that the little prince existed is that he was charming, that he laughed, and that he was looking for a sheep. if anybody wants a sheep, that is a proof that he exists.' and what good would it do to tell them that? they would shrug their shoulders, and treat you like a child. but if you said to them: 'the planet he came from is asteroid b-612,' then they would be convinced, and leave you in peace from their questions. one must not hold it against them. children must always show great forbearance toward grown-up people." -antoine de saint-exupéry, the little prince
from flyuni :
I know the feebles.. and I like your diary. Quaint yes.
from a-nymph :
lol oh my gosh, that was an amusing entry.
from lilly999 :
I notice that as time goes by...it feels waisted...it was time not spent making you feel like the greatest person in the world...
from gaylaughter :
Your new layout makes me laugh and laugh and laugh.
from shablano :
why are some people so hot, so interesting, so wonderfull to be around, but you can;t be around them? by do i think about you all the time? why do i wan't you to appear behind me and love me? why do i wan't you to not reallyy know who i am because i'm afraid of myself? the best i could do would be to meet someone like you but i would say something, a quote from you, i enjoy quoting peoplei love, and they wouldn't understand, and then i would be pathetically upset because they wouldn't be you.. all i wan't is to be able to talk to you, to see you. to cuddle with you even though i don't know who you are past your diary. and i don't know who i am past the mirror. you are my friend, i dream about you, thats probably better that you don't know me.. you'd hate me... so now i'm a stalker with no motion. i don't move, i just sit here at the computer turning around everyonew and again in the dillusion that you may be more than words. you are lucky to kow you you know. i can't say that aobut most people. most people i feel sorry for them for being them... bye untill later.. bye
from shablano :
see the depressing thing about me, is i spend 6 hours reading your diary, and i fall in love with your mind, and i want to spend everyday of the rest of my life becoming absolved in your mind and who you are. i think about how our minds are so similar, and how all i want is someone to talk to me and make as little sense to the bundles of dried stick walking by as they do to us. I read your diary and i laugh out loud, untill im in tears crying about how wonderful you are and the sinking depression, that i could read your diary for the rest of your life, and never once meet you. Even though we might be standing next to eachother in line to eat an animal slaughtered 9 months ago, and not know who eachother are. I read your diary untill my eyes bled pus. *im not a flimsy flowery writer girl.. i'd like to be.. maybe i could impress myself.* and i read your diary glowing at how lucky i was that i had stumbled across it, and how i might have been the only mind to stumble across it and be allowed to peek into it's wonderfull crevices. theni go to write this. well not this.. actually i was considering writing a story about dead chinchillas and pathetic stoner chics. but then i realised, that i am not the only person who was allowed to read your thoughts. i realised that other girls want to mentally maturbate with you for hours. and i realised im nothing special. i also realized im a jealous bitch. so, i guessi can just hope that someday we get into a raging bithc fight over the half leg of a dead and no longer bleeding animal, or that maybe, i could start to write in my diary like yu do in yours. and i want you to know, your diary is the best and most interesting and enligteningthing i have ever read. i hope you never read mine. paranoid_in_sanity@hotmail.com peace
from ravieslave :
I seem to know a lot of people whose birthdays land on the 20th of February. How do you feel now that it's a scant 8 days away?
from artsykelly :
you haven't changed that much.
from malkavia :
Maybe you'll feel like updating.
from imnotblind :
hey, i found you in the diarist.net registry. i'm from indy too. you have rad taste in music. how old are you?
from dr-rndmprsn :
How much is your texture going to change in that time?
from malkavia :
A month and a day. Don't lie to us. ;)
from artsykelly :
How are you? It's been a while.
from yellowduck82 :
i just wanted to drop you a note, and say hello. you've got great enteries, they are always so honest and real. take care, jamie
from arianafoxx :
The thing about strangers who love you is they don't touch you. They can't give nose nuzzles, they can type it "Awww I love you!!*nose nuzzle*" but it doesn't have the impact the happy making that a real 3d tangible nose nuzzle has. If I knew where you lived, and could get there I wouldn't come give you a nose nuzzle because frankly I relate to people in a physical way and you're still a stranger, but I'd listen and watch you until I knew you well enough. Or I'd get bored. My point is life is beautiful until you're knee deep in snow and your jeans are wet and you're two hours from home. The warm points are far between and all you can do is suck it up and laugh at it all because some one else is probably more screwed than you are. PS I had another dream about you last week which makes it one every 1.5 years.
from januaryanya :
i'm going to bootleg a line and say " you are interesting and i want to fall in love with you for a night"
from ladolcevita3 :
I'm horrible at leaving notes.. So I'll just say: [Very] Nice Diary.
from malkavia :
and all I can say is she don't understand me.
from bunnydetox :
i may not want to adopt you, but i'd definately be up for kidnapping you. you can come with me on random roadtrips to canada and boston. it's not a request, really. kidnapping is one of those spontaneous things, so yeah, i'm just giving you a warning..
from citizenjane :
you said: I grow to reset you. I know you meant "resent," but I think "reset" is a better way.
from emperorincxt :
welcome back q.. and even tho you have no idea who i am... and i have no idea who you are... i have read you tho.. so i guess it counts for something when i say i missed you..
from endline :
of course. and i'll bake you cookies and let you stay up past bedtime and watch scary movies that make you have nightmares well into your 40's. it'll be rad. i'll enjoy it so. :)
from tvg :
i'll adopt you!
from and :
*viciously harrasses you.* You're the cutest thing to walk the planet... in.. toe socks. Actually I hate toe socks.
from tvg :
happy turkey day sexy.
from offence :
I enjoyed the latest entry. Well done.
from honeywhite :
I still wanna be a princess when I grow up.
from testify :
We were playing foursquare and I call no double-taps. And Bush, DOUBLE-TAPS! And I say "You're out" then Bush says "I CONTROL AN AAAAAAAAARMY" which had NOTHING to do with ANYTHING!
from saranade :
Stuff. And shiny.
from artsykelly :
I still love you.
from sugary-me :
.. my goodness... story of my life, right there in that last entry... hmm... how very strange.
from guthrie :
Some people just have to keep complaining and it almost seems as if the more you try to help the more it strengthens their resolve to be negative. You might try telling her that it makes you feel really bad that she stays negative or that you can't be with her if she keeps doing that. I'll bet you didn't think of that. ;)
from testify :
Tell her to stop crying, or you'll GIVE her something to cry about
from blurrred :
i hear you, i've been there before, in exactly the same situation (though it was a depressed boyfriend, not a girlfriend of course). it was tough and at some point i just didn't want to deal with it any longer.
from obscured :
:) you've been missed. im sorry for the way that you currently feel though. just shake her and tell her how shes making you feel. (if ive just over steped my boundaries, then feel free to shake me and tell me how you feel) xo-H.
from guthrie :
I agree with you. That truly is THE yardstick by which to measure a movie's good-ness.
from krslover20 :
Wow, you have a ton of messages. Word. Anyway, I just wanted to say I totally agree with you on the seattle newspaper thing. Yeah. That is all.
from testify :
Tha sun ablaze as Marias foot Touches the surface of sand On Northern Land As human contraband Some Rico from Jalisco Passed her name to tha boss She stuffed ten to a truckbed She clutches her cross Here come tha exhaust And it rips through her lungs Shes off fast to tha pasture Like cattle she'll cross Degree 106 Sweat and vomit are thrown And she prays and suffocates Upon the memories of home Of Yanqui guns for blood debts on the loans Of smoldering fields, rape, rubble and bones Of graves hidden trapped up in visions of war Of nothing, no one, nobody, no more These are her mountains and skies and she radiates And through historys rivers of blood she regenerates And like tha sun disappears only to reappear Shes eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but here To tear away at the mask And now she got a quota Tha needle and thread crucifixion Sold and shipped across tha new line of Mason Dixon Rippin through denim Tha point an inch from her vein Tha foreman approach His steps now pound in her brain His presence it terrifies And eclipses her days No minutes to rest No moment to pray And with a whisper He whips her Her soul changed to his will "My job is to kill if you forget to take your pill" Her arm jerks Tha sisters gather round her and scream As If in a dream Eyes on the crimson stream Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to tha floor I am nothing, no one, nobody, no more These are her mountains and skies and she radiates And through historys rivers of blood she regenerates And like tha sun disappears only to reappear Maria she's eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but here
from the-grinch :
You talk cute. I like your diary.
from amber-girl :
I just wanted to say That I really suck Any way you look at it. I ask guys if this dress makes me look fat. I flirt. I say 'like' a lot. I give guys hugs when we're 'just friends'. And I even get a kick out of wearing guys's jackets. Yeah, I really suck But even though I do I just really had to say That I sure do like you.
from tick-my-tock :
You said: "If you have read to this point, post a note on my note page. I expect none." I say: Hi. Your diary is incredible.
from zerom3ph :
feeling like bulldozed realestate are we?
from guthrie :
Pure ground black pepper.
from bunnydetox :
You could always strive to be a teen idol. Or.. Billy Idol. Same thing.
from kluh :
When I was a kid I ate the left over's of my parents cigarettes. Figure I wouldn't smoke them now, cause I know how sick they taste. Eh... didn't change anything. My great-grandpa, and grandpa died of lung cancer... wouldn't that want to make me not smoke? nah... "I'm not addicted" eh.. yeah. I'm not, for real. I can go forever not smoking a cigarette... my brother can only go an hour. Sad. How did eating cigarette's affect me.... I'm a virgin. I can't identify with having sex. But I can identify with other things... all I can say is .... love the person, or you'll regret it later... unless your vapid and shallow. If you are... hey.. it works for you I spose, but not me. Um.. I'm done. Later.
from gayboyspurse :
Hang in there. The urge to murder everyone who crosses your path will pass...
from applerobot :
uuuh, im tired. i think everyone who writes in this diary thing is in school of some description, but i dont know about you, so ill jump to conclusions. america is weird. oh sorry, i dont know what im doin.
from leikela143 :
juliana theory is in fact a very cool band :) way to go.
from orestes :
it's in the mail tomorrow.
from orestes :
drop an address sometime and you'll get a mix tape from vancouver, canada.
from endline :
and where, exactly, would i send said mix tape?
from sleep2forget :
that girl below me gives me the heeby geebies.
from sleep2forget :
that girl below me gives me the heeby geebies.
from rachaeljazz7 :
i adore your writing. its much more pure and insightful than those who try and reach new depths while bemoaning their tragic lives. your entries in the "girls-suck" diary is also well enjoyed. I cant say anymore that I hate all males and wish death upon their lying asses. the way you describe life from a guys point of veiw gives me hope that not all redeamable qualities of men are lies or genetic mutaions. thank you. Im thinking maybe all the "men" I know are nothing more than boys, and I have to wait, but in that case, you have given me hope for the future. laugh, keep writing, always, you have a natural ease and joy with words.
from sleep2forget :
it angers me when i see useless meager ramblings from those who never understand me. you, friend, are not one of those people. i read it all, and here i am, commenting too late. i hope you are well. ta ta.
from blurrred :
here it's not windy but rainy. but that might be because i'm on the other side of the planet.
from screamingout :
that was wonderful. [oh and i believe you on that breaks thing... it's all you]
from testify :
If I was black, I'd be a fish, too.
from amazingsushi :
i wish i knew what its like to be you. i'd like to open up your skull and see whats inside (metaphorically speaking) you're my favorite diary to read. and i aint no flatterer.
from magla :
"I hate when your arm gets tired when masturbating, and you have to make the choice if you want to continue, or if you just want to go to sleep."
and yes, i read it all.
wanna do it?
from malkavia :
you totally invented the diaryland breaks.
from un-bad :
I think you're right about the delerium part. And everything being small when you are although looking enormous.
from kaffeine :
I read past it, and I always have judged you by the content of your diary. And other things. I feel like e-mailing you. E-mail me because I am sick and unsure.
from gayboyspurse :
What an intriguing mind you have p2. It'd be nice if more people utilized their brain cells the way you do.
from blue81 :
"If you have read to this point, post a note on my note page. I expect none." . . ...... :)
from artsykelly :
I miss rambly Nate-Entries. I like the term lover. That's what my boy and I call each other - it's nice to walk into the bar and he's waiting for me saying - "Hello Lover."
from leeserena :
so don't post a picture and i'll keep judging you by the content of your diary
from zerom3ph :
*sticks a condemned sign on ur forehead* ... *proceeds to board up ur eyes*
from liza :
mmm. eels. unabomber e is totally my hero.
from ashes87 :
one by one the penguins steal my sanity-- maybe that's why i never understood the meaning of "mac daddy". i have a bumper sticker that says that... it was from one of those sticker machines. stick in 50 cents and get the sticker u wanted the least.
from amazingsushi :
come to new york and feast on sushi with me. we will eat into the night, never stopping. never stopping.
from testify :
Sometimes I pee when I laugh.
from adamw :
eels rock. but it's "i wish i could remember". i think it is anyway. =)
from idiosingcat :
i automatically adore you for your contributions to girls-suck, but i see your wit extends even further. i hope you will be happy now that i have left you a message and developed a crush on you (it may be that the piercing is responsible for the crush). here is a recipe for you...toast 1. boil toast 2. drink hot toast water 3. rue the day. happy bananas, senor!
from praiseandrew :
raise the praise for andrew! [i like sushi too]
from natashka :
what is a w00t?
from iheartchris :
um....so yeah ...you rock my socks!!!
from keasbeynight :
I hate it when you grow up and all those simple pleasures from your childhood just don't have the same appeal they used to.
from testify :
I fucked the girl in Hanson.
from rock-o-matic :
i would also like to apologise for the clumsy grammatical structure of the preceeding comment.
from rock-o-matic :
hi. it's come to my attention that i haven't lavished attention on you in the past 48 hours. so,

crush crush crush heartification

righto. As you were.

from rock-o-matic :
hi. it's come to my attention that i haven't lavished attention on you in the past 48 hours. so,

crush crush crush heartification

righto. As you were.

from shutterbug :
would you put your brain in a robot body?
from ehhka :
you're special, and i like you. i started writing in my diary again. be my slave and visit and stuff. olive juice.
from tomorrow :
black history month tree? that is fuck of funny. I think I now have to go out and get a black history month tree.. peace.
from acousticgirl :
I like your diary.You seem a nice person.I'm sure u look good in socks too.Mine have pictures of dogs on and have that grip so you dont slip on the floor,maybe I should send you a pair.
from amongstars :
I like your words. I must say, it's given me a lot of comfort in the past hour. BTW you're pretty cute. ;)
from arianafoxx :
IfYour Isn't really grammatically correct. Sometimes magic sounds like tape. Withhte right search terms your really ancient diary entries on dland are accessible. I've developed some personal favorites. Its like when I was a kid and I thought that section of the attic was a secret.
from socksw-toes :
you're enjoyable for the following reasons; you use the word neat to describe people, you used the words, 'le sigh'. and i think that's super :) also, you wondered what you'd look like in socks, just socks. and i think that's wonderful, even if it was just a thought :)
from honeywhite :
I'll crush on you, I could use someone to crush on. Its been a while since i've tortured myself with want for something I could never have
from blue-hour :
Merry Christmas, happy holidays, and happy new year from THE CHANEL CHAINSAW MASSACRE! Hope you have a happy, happy holiday! http://blue-hour.diaryland.com/
from venefica :
I aspired to crush on someone. Then I did crush on someone, and I continue to crush on this same someone. Then I discover it is an empty and fruitless cause. Just wanted to say that.
from starsalone :
You make me wish i could write stuff good. Then again, you make me wish alot of things. In reading things you write, you almost always manage to make me smile. Not enough people make me smile. So for that. I like you. And hey... leggo my eggo.
from stats01 :
i actually found you at words, so i thought i'd come by your corner of webspace. congrats on the band, very cute name! i hope everything goes quite well for you. as an emo chick, i will have to check it out. take care and good luck.
from fadeneon :
i have the same problem with my feet being to cold and then when i put on socks i start to feel as if i burning. good to know im not alone in this. nice diary by the way. xo. megan
from mel839 :
i like you :)
from kittyhead :
You are a very original writer. And sound like just the sweetest thing, too.
from writ13 :
Sorry to repost, but I just want to clarify there was no intended sarcasm in my last post. My, that was a very awkward sentence.
from writ13 :
You are so witty
from bunnydetox :
Reprise the theme song and role the credits.
from testify :
1 Can of Spam. 1 tin of Anchovies 2 12oz cans of beer 4 oz tomato juice 1 teaspoon Dijon mustard 1/2 cup chopped up parsley 1/4 cup chopped scallions dash of Tabasco salt (if you'd need it), pepper to taste Put it in blender and blend until smooth. Serve chilled with Celery stick.
from grifeichadam :
It's all fun and games, until you bleach someones eyes.
from moonhunter :
I like you.
from rock-o-matic :
haha i have too heard of Meet The Feebles so your profile lies...

well that was an exercise in pointlessness, was it not?

yes, yes it was. ok, leave now you're scaring him. ok? ok.

[p.s. do you have socko's number? that poorly-rendered cartoon foot-garment was hottt...]

from kaffeine :
i'm a k|here's some xes and oes|blue polish on my toes|watch k ramble|there she goes!!
from satanicelf :
this is me telling you stuff. because i cannot think of a good reply to sliced ted. says i. my ear itches. yep... stuff.
from liss :
that was a good group of words, i thought. spices are just fucking out to get you. i tried something similar to that, once, and only tried about 3. whats up with the ball shaped spices? they make me think of little mice testicles or something. those are the funniest spice. which spice do you think is the funniest?!
from evilsalad :
there need to be more guys out there like you
from ananke :
I have to agree.....been there done that on a daily basis..my problem is that I dont have the heart to tell them to go away....
from cordeliameg :
I agree. I hate when people even show up without giving me a heads up. Nothing worse than sitting in my comfy flannel pants, looking like crap and someone rings the bell, "Hey, want to hang?" To which I reply, "No, go home, call me and ask if you can stop by. I'll probably say no anyway." With that said. Q is the coolest! So there.
from emochick175 :
wow, I just read the last note a posted and it looks mean, I didn't mean it to be mean, maybe I should have added one of those gay emoticons... :) good?
from emochick175 :
This is for girls-suck: you need a guestbook or something, nobody wants to email a perfect stranger. Furthermore, it occurs to me that you might be listening to a leeetle to much cursive. Just a thought.
from annatto :
wow. maybe its cause im stoned. maybe its because im extra emotional. maybe its because my heart is being broken as we speak. but you just made me cry, well, it wasnt your fault. but... you made me think. sigh.
from submerged :
<3
from megan :
9/25 shiney girl - yummy entry. :)
from armourkitty :
I have a big surprise for you. May I bring it over?
from entropia :
september 22 poem is real good. it's been a while since I last read you. I had forgotten how good you are.
from synthesis :
oh, and i forgot, cause i just read your profile. meet the feebles was great. but i have strange dreams about the big-hippo-lady and the walrus. scary. cannibal the musical bored me to tears tho. to each his own... anyway, yeah and stuff.
from synthesis :
go to florida... always.(thatother)q.
from candybitch :
found your diary off my friend's profile (honeythorne). I love your rant about the twin towers, it's exactly what I've been saying. great diary... I love the layout too.
from leeserena :
(In reference to a post on girls-suck) What do you mean girls don't get horny? Um, does being horny make me not a girl? (This doesn't sound so good).
from bunnydetox :
not like that made any sense what so ever... ramen soup anyone?
from bunnydetox :
are these anything like post-it notes? ::sticks herself to a random appendage:: woo! Being sticky comes in handy. All rambling aside, your words will return, they just needed a vacation. Mine on the other hand have be honorably discharged on account of lack of sanity... Never fear, yours will come back.
from shadow-face :
sorry ur sick =( now get better!
from submerged :
how can anyone not love the nate man.
from honeywhite :
lemmon & mint tea sweetened with honey, perfect for a sore throat. feel better.
from girls-suck :
your diary is better than sex.
from ehhka :
natey poo i love you more than all of these people put together + a popsicle stick. amen.
from testify :
Q: How did the dead baby cross the road? A: It was stapled to the chicken.
from shutupmom :
PEOPLE LOVE YOU. ME TOO. IF YOU COME VISIT ME,...I'LL GIVE YOU A COOKIE. MMMM....COOOOOKKIEEEE. ~~*KRISTI*~~
from raceraindrps :
Hey, do you listen to jeff buckley? i dunno something about your writing made me think of him. anyhow...later. Jessica
from testify :
Q: What do you call a dead baby on a stick? A: A Kebabie.
from fungal-nail :
You know, I never quite saw what your username is actually supposed to be. I mean, is it Apathetic Q? Or A pathetic Q? Something entirely different? Or did you just smash your fists on the keyboard to see what you came up with? Now I wish I could say that but no, I live with an elf that calls herself my Mother so apparently I am not allowed to do so.
from honeywhite :
you were always my favorite person :)
from malkavia :
yer weird.
from luckieriot :
you're swell.
from amandabean :
thanks for leaving me a note before i even knew there were such things.
from annatto :
You know whats great about these notes? Where it says 'click here' isnt the link. Its where it says 'new message'. Haha. You know... theres a local establishment that i visit quite often. my friend and i go there. she also works there. anyways. whenever we go to get coffee, french fries and smoke butts we are expected to clean up our shit. she usually has to get our stuff, clean the table etc etc. but hey, we get it all for free. so maybe that is cool. maybe. whyd i stop typing correctly? i forget.
from annatto :
leaving a message for apatheticq: from: annatto it's been a while.
from majeo :
I found my old account, Que, but the only reason for this was to apologize for my excessive indifference the other night. Our lives enter too many transitions, and I keep getting too comfortable. Let's put together something of interest. Keep in touch.
from non-related :
my diary rocks. so does yours. if i were a peanut, i imagine i would be offended if someone called me a nut.
from leeserena :
Call her ya dumb fuck...
from dirtyboots :
still thinking your diary is shithot. just thought you should know.
from skelter :
hey! teachers! leave those kids alone!
from tenjouutena :
stalked u down somehow thru the net. oh u don't know me. i have no idea how i found u... stumbled on g-s and i'm here and i wanted to say sumthing to u but it got lost halfway thru my brain... help me dig it out or shove it back in- i'm choking.
from waywo :
Interesting poem ... I really like your work...
from megan :
wow. mmmmm. yeah. why should i resign myself to a collection of chemicals?
from vondage :
For the longest time I thought 'apatheticq' was a cool way of spelling apathetic... like apathetique... I now feel stupid.
from vaga-bond :
Your profile says you have 442 entries. I see 105 entries. Where are the others?
from broken-glass :
I love "Cannibal" too. :-)
from malkavia :
It's Friday afternoon and I'm Shan. Hi.
from tvg :
hi que...
from malkavia :
Carpe Jugulum.
from arianafoxx :
*S* No coffee shops, although the chinese food place served coffee, which I know because thats what the weird italian guy was drinking. Also the chinese food place in my dream was where my comic book shop is currently located.
from artsykelly :
nice pics. might i be as bold as to say they are yummy?
from pinkrainbows :
your words are good.
from pip :
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from pip :
i have an idea. it involves you.
from girls-suck :
you like stuff.
from pip :
make love to me! please.

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