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[sid] => 18427
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Seventh Grade Confessional
[time] => 2003-06-02 11:05:00
[hometext] => although it's been seven years since i've been in jr. high, i still hate it. i hated it. horrible times. here's my window into the past. kind of doesn't make sense, but in its own way it does...
[bodytext] => we all want to be lovely today and tomorrow could be a different story i get so tired of all the other girls always around when i'm sad and down and they're always around when Jimmy comes to town in that red velvet-coloured car i'd love to ride but they get first picks of front or back seat and i watch from the street could i be this lonely yes i could be this lonely, Laura never was that i remember she could turn the celibate church boys she could turn them like a carousel she could i'm just that lonely they're in his velvet-coloured car and i'm just that lonely [comments] => 1 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 43 [informant] => boobies [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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