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WeepingDove17
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Name: Tim
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Birthday: 11/6/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: Guitar, violin, piano, Drums, correcting Briana's grammar, DDR, Xbox (If you think you can beat me in CS, my Xbox LIVE tag is El_r374rd0...same goes for Halo...'cept that's not LIVE....), and being the general Maddox of my area.
Expertise: Liberal Arts (I hate the name of my major)
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
12/15/2003
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| Hello. My name is Doc. Yes, I can save your life. Yes, I can make the pain go away. Yes, I can be here when you need me to be. Yes, I will make sure you have something to eat at lunch. Yes, I will help you in your athletics. I'll PT right next to you. Yes, I can make you smile regardless of the circumstances. Yes, I will wheel you out of your bed down to the lounge to watch the World Cup game. Yes, I will sit down and play cards with you while you tell me about your family. Yes, I will take care of you. | | |
| People around me need to stop dying... | | |
| Battallion PT is the worst idea ever. EVER. Although it was slightly amusing to have approx. 1500 corps school personell running at the same time, yelling cadence.
"DON'T STOP, GET IT GET IT PUT SOME TEAM ALPHA IN IT!"
"PAIN!!! IN MY LEGS.....PAIN!!!! IN MY CHEST"...ETC.
So...um...o.o'. Hooyah Pensacola? | | |
| Now, I must confess that this post will not be exactly...well..grammatically correct. Also note, the spelling of the words to follow will be pretty much horrific. However, I feel like I need to write something. Does anybody ever get that feeling? just to write and..well..not have a topic to convey? I have the urge to let these digits of mine just type and type and my mind thinks...searches...BEGS to find some sort of topic...some purpose some..meaning however trivial to write down for the sake of leaving something. When this happens to most poeple here, on an online community, I've noticed that they decide to take songs and place the lyrics twords events or people in their lives. I think if I were to be defined by a song...I...well...couldn't. I just now realise I want to be abstract. I want my soul to be..asymetrical. I want to be...
I really...always wanted to be...
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-sly smirk- Only..:)...with whoever is reading this. | | |
| Fuck. Ok, do I really need to...Jesus. I'm so stressed out right now...please someone...give me ANYTHING to hold on to.
"Just let me go on an evening stroll..." | | |
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