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22 July 2003 @ 03:16 pm
my chair.....someone has..disturbed it...  
ooo sooooo sick....

dying as we speak.....

death immenent....

*is dead*

......(dead people dont speak)

"you better kiss me cause your gunna miss me when im gone"
"no ones ever gunna see eye to eye with a girl that only stands collarbone high"
"every other day is a kick in the shins, every other day is like the day just wins"

must call karen.....

must study for tonight....

must die so i will feel better....

must see hubby first.....

aahhhhhh hubby is so pretty. death retreating.

still sick though.....

that is all.

- jackie "bb" mac

'i would give up everything not to feel so jagged..'
Current Mood: sicksick
Current Music: Gackt - seki ray (lauras jrock)
she's sick from chlorine but she'll never be clean: not anymoresoftest_fire on July 22nd, 2003 02:40 pm (UTC)
we lie about eachothers drinks ....
'its like i told you only the lonely can play' - the hotels

yeah babe ive been where you are at
we need to get you outta havana and toute suite
i need nights to laugh at graham
i need days filled with ' i hate hilde ' as we three say it
cos pale hates her too since she did that room with a
mural of her ugly head...

i love you my poodle
you should be jack happy, jack happy
and not the tears of a clown

'no jazz hands'
mooziemamamoozie on July 23rd, 2003 06:22 am (UTC)
ways it could be worse...
1. You could be dealing with everything that you're dealing with, and weigh 300 pounds.
2. You could be as dumb as Anna Nicole Smith or Gary Busey (what in the heck is it with those teeth? I KNOW he could gnaw through a California redwood with those suckers.
3. You could not know Mimsie, or the Moozie, and Mr. Man and Pale. All 4 of these people care about you.
4. You could have a crappy laugh, like Fran Drescher, or that chick Janice that used to date Chandler Bing. How I loathed that woman.
5. You could have absolutely no sense of humor, or wonder. There are such people on the planet, trust me, I work for some of them.
6. You could know nothing about our heavenly father, who knows about your pain, and cares about you every day.
7. There could be no hope for the near future. You notice I said NEAR future. You won't have to suffer much longer.
8. You could not have your very own room in our house. All we need in there is a refrigerator stocked with vodka - heh heh.

Love you, dearie, don't give up.
crazy rantings from a crazy girlwonderchic on July 23rd, 2003 06:35 pm (UTC)
sorry to hear that you are feeling so ill. i hope that you will be better soon.

i've heard about you through talking with danielle and matt previously. i've added you to my friends list, i hope that is ok.

hang in there!