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Name: Parisian
Birthday: 10/31/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: Playing my geeeetar, fucking around, making music,crying,Bright eyes,As I lay Dying, Norma Jean, The Bronx, The used, The Chariot, Duran Duran, The Cars, The cure, Nirvana, MeWithout You, Evergreen Terrance and a bajillion more bands that kick ass. I like poetry, but not stupid shit about the jesus and the sky. I'm athiest. and......i like to get stoned. but uh don't tell anyone that, ok?
Expertise: ummmmmmmmmm Playing my guitar and going to school. I'm smart, yeah that's right.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
12/5/2004
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| im not dead, which could be a fucking unfortunate thing. i can't believe how fuckking fucked up i fucked things up. That night i called x-tina and she was being cool but really fucking distant. I asked if she wanted to chill over at my place but she made up these bull fucking shit excuses. Dude, i really fucked up. Anways, its about 10:30 at night and i just cant handle it any longer. I knew i had to talk to her or i'd fucking shoot myself. I take my moms car(im out of gas) drive over to her house after calling her phone 12 times. i knock on the door, no answer. fucking sucked. I got so stoned and drunk that im surprised i didnt die. I ended up talking to her about 3 days ago and she tells me all this bullshit and im trying to set her mind straight and she just flips out. Like majorly flips the fuck out. I called her earlier and i was told by her mom or someone to stop calling. I called her cell phone and she told me to leave her the fuck alone. I really don't know what im going to do. I dont want another girl, i want her. and i wont quit fucking trying for her until i get the girl god fucking dammit.If only someone really knew my fucking point of view.. i hope from this entry you all know i didnt die. hahahaha, those of you who wrote me on here thanks. If i dont get back write me again. peace | | |
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I havent wrote in here in a fucking long time. I have been really busy with shit. Christinia and i don't talk as much as we used to, i mean we arent as close as we were. I have never been more depressed in my life. We still talk, but she is dating some dude that is a douche bag man. I fucked myself over. I think i'm going to call her to see if she wants to hang out. Fuck today and tommorow.  | | |
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Holy fuck me running. its been a while since i've wrote. Um, from recent comments i have learned 3 things
1.im gorgeous...(um yeah...weirdos. hahahaha)
2.i shouldnt go for my slut bitch ex...(i didnt)
3.i should post more
Incase you wanted to know. I'm single fuckers. hahahaha. Valentines day is a drag. Oh fucking well. It is just another day. uh, so christinia and i didn't end up doing anything...going out...elizabeth and i ...did end up doing stuff....but not going out. I uh found out she just wanted to be with me again because her slutty ass wanted someone to have sex with, also to "ruin things between me and x-tina" because some fuck told her we were hooking up and she saw me with christinia all the time. Though i always hung out with her. dumb bitch. I was like real close to having sex with her but then i stopped and shut her down. It felt good. for once i turned down her...and sex....and an orgasm...and i'm kind of retarded. but fuck it, im an emo dude, i cant have all that baggage and shit. I needed to be free from that dumbass shit. Christinia found out. Went physco on me, and i havent talked to her in 6 days to be exact. Total bullshit. She won't answer my calls,instant messages or she'll have her family tell me she isnt home and shit. I am pretty bummed about that. What i did was fucked up. i didnt mean to hurt her or anything. I act on impulse so fucking much it sickens me. I need to be shot and feel that pain and then come back to life. Please forgive me christina. | | |
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Right now, im the most confused dude on the fucking planet. ONe of my ex's that i went with for a long ass time...i was head over heels in love with we started talking again. Her name is Elizabeth incase you are wondering. This whole weekend was so fucked up i cant even begin to explain. But i will. Christinia called me when she was drunk telling me she thought she was in love with me, how im her best friend and she could tell me anything. I was totally stoked. i knew she liked me but to actually know her true fucking feelings was beyond anything i ever suspected. I went over to x-tinas house and we talked for a long time; about everything. The next day i woke up and couldnt believe what happened. i still cant. Saturday was even more crazy, my ex (elizabeth, you see above hahaha) called me out of nowhere and wanted to talk. She was talking about how after we broke up we werent friends and blah balh blah. We werent fucking friends because you cheated on me, bitch. I have to call elizabeth tommorow, and i need to talk to christinia I am just so fucking confused. I really like christinia, my dumbass feelings are coming back for elizabeth and im afraid to do anything. why did this have to happen?  ¢¾¢À¢¼¢¾ | | |
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