I hate people. I hate Fridays. I hate this movie. I hate it. I also hate Aaliyah, or however the hell you spell her name. I'm glad she's dead, just like Tupac and Kurt Cobain. I hate Betty Boop almost as much as Smurfs. I hate it when I don't know how to end a post. I hate rap. I hate training people. I HATE JAMES! I hate him. I hate the Spice Girls. I hate work. I hate her, everyone hates her.
I hate cows. Really, I hate them, they are the stupidest most useless animals on the planet. All the do is stand around eating and shitting until they get killed and eaten. I hate stupid people. I hate people.
Talk, write, type, whatever. Fuck you.
2/22/2006 2:16 PM
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I went to Tim's funeral, and I also went to see Genie in the hospital every day. She did make it through, but she was in the hospital until December 18, the day before my birthday. I went and saw her every day, and I would sit there for hours. Even the days she was unconscious, or so doped up on morphine she barely even knew who she was. Even when she was conscious, she'd still be so doped up I had to help her eat. Most days I was the only visitor she had, her family hardly ever even came to see her. Partly because it was about an hour's drive to even get to the hospital she was at. But I drove it every day, and sat with her every day.
I guess he maniac-depressive aka bipolar, not unipolar depressed.
No, but explaining his actions is not nearly as important reassuring ourselves that he was significantly different from us in some way.
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