that is hilarious! oh man that is funny! god, i want that sort of thing to happen to me one day! ha! and thanks for the compliment on your sis's page, haha!
well lesse, i remember the time we were at Ocean city, me, my oldest sister, and my mother. And we were at this bank. Whiel we waited, my sister took my hand and told me she could make myhand smell like strawberriesjust by touching it. So...she's moving her finger in circles over my palm, then has me smell my hand. As soon as my hand got near my face, she smashed it really realy hard. hard enough to make my nose bleed, i started panicking, she started panicking, mymother panicked...ugh..blood was yet again..everywhere.
NO GUYS.
why?
what happend,
did you kick them out.
and let your temper get the best of you.
prolly sometime during the
second semester or something,
you know i have ryan down here
on my back.
every friggin day.
so ill be down there soon,
hopefully.
I MISS YOU SISSY.
that's funny, how the both of you are like two different sides of the same coin.
have you ever had incidents where you felt somethign was wrong with yoru sister? like a wierd sixth sense or something?
i think it's cool how you guys are twins, but are 2 years apart..that's not common, so you guys are twice as special now! well, at least in my eyes at least.
yeah, that's cool, you and your sister on here! i don' tthink i could do that with myown sister though! we'd argue too much.
Sweets to the sweetie.
Thanks for reading, that was the first story i put on here..it was also the first autobiography i've ever written of myself. I have another memoire of my days as a teen on here, have no idea if you'd be interested but it's "Memoires of an angry teen".
Aww.and thanks for saying that, I really wanna get something published, but i'm afraid my work and material isn't something publishers are looking for. Cause they're jaded readers, and theymight say it's all shit or something...
true, beauty is only skin deep, ahh the frailties of the flesh..
I've gotten a lot better talking about the war these days..it's wierd...i guess i'm kinda desensitized to some of it now.
I wrote a memoire on here about it, "My war and how it ended" it's a rundown of some of the things that happened over there. I skipped the boring parts and annotated the parts that are more white knuckled and gutteral.
Well, if you ever wanna talk about...whatever really, and you dont' want to divulge it to the populace, you can always PM me..i dn't mind.
that's good that you are cool with it. I will def message you if and when i get some new pics up of us.
Hmm..yeah, alot of ppl on here have issues and what not, i think the first step is accepting and admitting that you have them. I dn't think anyone can ever forget those sort of things either...like no matter how hard i want to forget about the war, i can't. and it really pisses me off because i want to move on with my life, but at random times, these thoughts and feelings push their way back into my consciousness. ugh..sorry...
hehe, cause i've been uglymost of my life..or so i thought...ugh.
well there are a lot of girls out htere, who know they are pretty,but say they aren't just so they can hear it cause it boosts the ego. but you're not like that, but i think you should take some credit. i'm blunt and honest, and i woulnd't lie and sy you're beautiful unless i meant it.
Also, i like a person who is independent, a lil intimidating might be kinda rough, but it's fun to get to know the person a little better, seeing what makes them tick, what their sensitivities and whatnot are.
i'm just as stubborn at times.
thanks, i don't think im much to look at though. Like i know im not by any means ugly...but i don't think i'm the kind of guy who walks inot a room, and heads turn y'know? you though...i think you're very attractive.
And i think guys are intimidated by a self efficient woman, but i think that's a great trait to have!
well lesse, i remember the time we were at Ocean city, me, my oldest sister, and my mother. And we were at this bank. Whiel we waited, my sister took my hand and told me she could make myhand smell like strawberriesjust by touching it. So...she's moving her finger in circles over my palm, then has me smell my hand. As soon as my hand got near my face, she smashed it really realy hard. hard enough to make my nose bleed, i started panicking, she started panicking, mymother panicked...ugh..blood was yet again..everywhere.