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Life is tough...but its tougher when you're STUPID. -_-;

Thank you for the fav! ^^

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San Dimas? You're awfully close I wanted to say thanks very much for the favs!

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"Does anybody read these things?"

Thanks for the fav! X3

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Thanks for the favs!

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Thank you very much for the fav (and for faving my cuz's pics too). You like Dark a lot don't you?

I'm sorry to hear about your horse. It's always sad when someone in your family dies. I hope that one day the memory of Angyl will fill you with happiness instead of sadness.

And also, have a happy be-lated birthday! only a few more months 'till I turn 15...

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"I'm not alone, 'cause the TV's on, yeah. I'm not crazy, cause I take the right pills every day." - Bleed American, Jimmy Eat World

If they can make sugar-free gum taste good, then why can't they make Diet Dr Pepper taste like Dr Pepper?

wow! thanks for the favs! and for faving my cousin's picture of Dark too!

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Thank you for the fav+'s !

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Don't get run over by a cow!!!!

something awfull happened today.... i really should start from the beginning...

My mom came home early today, complaining of a headache. After about an hour or so, Anne called. Anne is the owner of the stables that are near our house. She said something was wrong with our horse, Angyl (pronounced Angel...incase your really stupid and don't know... if you didn't already know that, go away and never speak to me...ever). My entire family went, except for my dad.

When we got there we found Angyl laying on the ground. After several minuted of trying to get the vets attention, he finnally told us that Angyl was very sick. They gave her medication before now and she only got worse. He also told us she was in a lot of pain and probly wouldn't live much longer. When he finnally left(He liked to repeat himself, over and over and over... my older sis almost told him to shut up and leave us alone) my mom told us that we should put her to sleep. It took us two hours to say goodbye.

Mom told us that us kids should wait in the car until they were done. As we sat there we thought about all the good times we had with her. When mom came back she told us that when they tryed to move her so they could remove her from the stables, Anne sister, who came to also say goodbye, said that Angyl was already dead. It turned out that she wasn't really and that she was still barely breathing.


I use to injoy it at school when someone says that they rode a horse that weekend or somthing like that because i could then reply "Well, i have a horse. Maybe someday i'll take you to see her." Now i think if someone said that they got to ride a horse, i would break down and cry.

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Happiness is like peeing in your pants- everyone else can see it but only you can feel the warmth