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Post by <--IvySuicide on May 28, 2007 22:43:26 GMT -5
 Name :: Jak Lane
Phone Number :: (604) 302-6769
Voicemail Message :: Well e'lo bitches tis moi and obviously know who moi is if you have this number...Leave a message and if i like you than i shall get back to you...peace
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Post by dear ♥ desolate on May 31, 2007 6:14:48 GMT -5
name me; casper rennington
number me; 978-5389
message me; biiiiiittchhh. 'ello jacky baby! sorry i missed your call. yes, actually i was out getting drunk last night. drowning my sorrows and all that... can't actually remember where. all i know is that i passed out somewhere and ended up on my couch. don't ask me how, i don't think i even want to know. anyway. f*ck, that beep hurt my head. you wanna go out somewhere tonight and come get drunk with me again? i like getting drunk. drunk equals fun. so anyway. you can crash at mine afterward if you want. where are you anyway? you don't have any other friends apart from me. haha. actually i can't talk. i'm gonna stop now, alright? so you call me and tell me if you want to get paralytic with me, got that? we are such a trashy pair. right. bye.
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[ooc__ wow. that message is long. but i'm bored and musey so there you go.] |
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Post by dear ♥ desolate on Jun 2, 2007 7:53:43 GMT -5
name me; casper rennington
number me; 978-5389
message me; rawr. i wanted to talk to you too, stinky. imagine my annoyance when you didn't pick up. neways. red sunset, tonight, eight o'clock. you know, that lame-ass club downtown. pretty sad what we're reduced to, but ah well. and i'm aware that eight is really early to start, but i feel like completely smashing myself tonight, and it will take a lot of work. i drink so much it takes a lot to make me lose my face, haha. and i hope i wasn't violated too. hold on, let me check. *rustling... silence... the sound of a zipper* nope. not violated. oh good. so be there, okay bitch? you can violate me if you want.
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