drakestshadow_x
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| Username | drakestshadow_x | Gender | Female |
| Date Joined | Location | that empty space in your heart | |
| Last Updated | Occupation | living | |
| Last visit | # Pictures | 43 | |
| # Comments Given | 741 |
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hi. i love you
idk what else to say so...
BYE
idk what else to say so...
BYE
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sapphirestar7789 on November 15, 2006, 9:26:03 AM
sapphirestar7789 on November 14, 2006, 7:41:37 AM
sapphirestar7789 on November 9, 2006, 7:13:58 AM
sapphirestar7789 on November 9, 2006, 7:14:24 AM
sapphirestar7789 on November 9, 2006, 6:42:04 AM
gemdrop123neo on November 8, 2006, 7:16:46 AM
Balckbeltgal25 on November 7, 2006, 8:54:53 PM
Balckbeltgal25 on November 8, 2006, 8:17:24 PM
sapphirestar7789 on November 7, 2006, 2:00:03 AM
sapphirestar7789 on November 3, 2006, 11:33:51 AM
Balckbeltgal25 on November 1, 2006, 11:16:06 AM
and this is the dialoge that went on
mom:what was wrong with the tennis courts?
me:we got bored so we went to drakes house
mom:and what did you do there?
me:we hung out i talk with drakes mom and stuff
mom:mmmmmhhhhhmmmmmmm (said in a yeah right you were making out tone)
me:mom we are just friends(for now)
mom:whatever
(earlier convo between Drake and Maria
drake:moms just don't get it
me:i know
drake:right before i left my mom was all like ok then drake no kissing with her
me:i know my mom implies that question every time we see eatch other
drake:i mean i like you and stuff but not right now at least
me:.......
a few minutes later
me:OMG DRAKE if you hit me with that tennis ball you will die a slow and painful death ok?
drake: hey wait i thought you liked me?
me:i do it's just i hat getting hit with tennis balls ok?
drake:ok!!!!
sapphirestar7789 on November 3, 2006, 11:30:59 AM
gemdrop123neo on October 26, 2006, 9:42:34 AM
Once upon a time, there was a girl. Her family moved to Texas and now this girl is sad. One day, the counselor comes over and asks if she'd like to join band (there is no orchestra there). The girl refuses. The counselor takes her over to the band hall and shows her the instruments. It looked okay, plus the girl wanted to get out of PE, so she said yes.
They put her on the drum line. She played the snare drum. Then they wanted a cymbal player, so, naturally, they picked the new kid to do it. So she did.
Then the brats of the drum line started to pick on her, or ignore her. So now she is mad.
THE END