The Lonely Hearts Club
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ane i was looking for the club song misery loves company and ran across this lil gem
lmfao
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lol becky is probably a crack whore by now
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haaaaaaaa thats funny as fuck!!!!!!!!! lmao dude u made my night
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yo man i know how you fell
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Of course the blacktop therapy only works in the summer on dry evenings after sunset. It's so warm and giving!
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when i was 6 there was a girl i was crushing on named Melony (part of the attraction was her name reminded me of marshmellows!). my mom, not realising how fragile my ego was, decided to dress me up in a suit and have me hand deliver chocolate and a neckless to my love at school on valentines. i remember awkwardly giving this stuff to her and walking off. my heart was crushed when the next day she showed up to school without the neckless i got her. i was a sensitive child. i probably still am.
aswtx75 2 years ago 2
We're all sensitive children, I think. It's the impetus for all the neuroses and weird hidden issues that are mandatory in adults. I think the only callous children end up mutilating small animals and grow up either in jail, addicted to meth, or generally loveless.
Good story, by the way. Thanks for sharing!
endlessjoe 2 years ago
I had a handful o' heartbreak. I used to love a green-eyed lassie named Shawna at Eaton Park Elementary school. I lost track of her and fell for a girl named Cindy who I wrote letters too but never spoke to face to face. She never wrote back. I wrote "I Love Cindy" in pencil on the front of the High School (metal window frame) and the principal found me and made me erase it all. Then I fell in love with a lady named Amanda. She wasn't faithful to NOBODY. I laid on the blacktop, moaned at stars.
faelismaegnus 2 years ago
I, too, dated an Amanda and Shawna. The blacktop and I ... well, we're friends as well.
endlessjoe 2 years ago
baths are pretty wonderful right? I feel it, about Becky Becky Becky. damn her, how could she?
I will never forget the 7 year old break up I had. It was devastating. I felt horrible. And years later, I still wondered about it.
czmma 2 years ago
I think that's the age when your psyche is fully in bloom, and ready to be crushed. It's a good warm-up for the rest of life, really. But, plus crayons.
endlessjoe 2 years ago