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Post by annie hughes on Mar 10, 2010 22:30:19 GMT -5
----- i attempted suicide last night. closing all the windows and trying to fill my lungs with gas from the stove. pretty tragic stuff.
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Post by alba hirsch on Mar 10, 2010 22:34:52 GMT -5
thats like what sylvia plath did, she really killed herself. dont try that again kthnks.
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Post by annie hughes on Mar 10, 2010 22:47:57 GMT -5
----- sylvia is my hero though. she's such a brooder. but fine. maybe i'll try getting pulled apart by vicious dogs, in an old barn in the middle of nowhere. if you find my head, stuff it and stick it on your living room wall. c:
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Post by alba hirsch on Mar 10, 2010 22:52:38 GMT -5
you arent killing yourself annie, ever. you'll die of old age someday. oh god no, id never put your head on my wall. tripp would freak out and it would scare me like everytime i saw it.
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Post by annie hughes on Mar 10, 2010 23:00:23 GMT -5
----- shit, all you have to do is put red lipstick on me, and pull my lips up so i'm smiling. i'll guard your home with my haunting ways. how is the little tike anyway?
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Post by alba hirsch on Mar 10, 2010 23:03:23 GMT -5
ew, i so couldnt do that. like your head would start to smell, and it would just be way to creepy. even if i could have your ghost haunting my place. he's doing pretty good, he doesnt believe that girls have cooties anymore.
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Post by annie hughes on Mar 10, 2010 23:17:23 GMT -5
----- put a potpourri necklace around my neck, for the smell! but that's pretty adorable. you should find him a little girlfrannn.
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Post by alba hirsch on Mar 10, 2010 23:23:47 GMT -5
i will never put your head on my wall, ever. no matter whatt. he's only six, he doesnt need a girlfriend. but he does like olivers daughter ivy, its pretty cute.
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Post by annie hughes on Mar 10, 2010 23:33:00 GMT -5
----- fine. i'll just paint a self portrait of myself, a real big one, of me sprawled out naked on a large polar bear fur rug. sexy shit. you should make him a play date with her then! he needs to start somewhere obv.
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Post by alba hirsch on Mar 10, 2010 23:38:36 GMT -5
okay, im sure my brother will loveeeeeee to look at that picture. he'll probably steal it and put it in his room. he does have play dates with her sometimes, they have fun hanging out together. but no dating until he's older.
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Post by annie hughes on Mar 10, 2010 23:50:39 GMT -5
----- creeperrrr. but it can't be helped i guess. well, as long as he doesn't forget i love him lots more. i can still remember the days he used to snuggle with me, and sleep on my boobs when i tried to read him some sylvia. the good ol' days.
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Post by alba hirsch on Mar 10, 2010 23:56:12 GMT -5
hah. he misses you, im to boring i guess. your the fun one. i have a picture of him sleeping on you, its so cute. he was so little then, he's so big now. did i tell you he had to get stiches last week?
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Post by annie hughes on Mar 11, 2010 0:02:57 GMT -5
----- nah, you aren't boring. you're just mature which is good. i on the other hand, am still stuck in my johnny knoxville stage. really? send me that asap, woman. no you didn't, so now i'm wondering what he did.
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Post by alba hirsch on Mar 11, 2010 0:05:50 GMT -5
i guess. ill find it and then send you a copy of it as soon as i find it. he was running on the playground, tripped, fell and hit his head. luckly the only thing wrong was that he cut his forhead open alittle bit. he thought it was the coolest thing ever to get stitches and i was sitting there like crying for him.
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Post by annie hughes on Mar 11, 2010 0:11:12 GMT -5
----- poor mama bear! it must have been brutal to watch. but at least he got it fixed up. i used to have a strange obsession with scars, so i'd never get stitches.
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