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jminnix
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Name: JUBAL Country: United States State: Ohio Birthday: 7/1/1989 Gender: Male
Interests: music, the blood brothers, bright eyes, cusive (newly found love), the locust, soiled doves, thursday, Brand new, Taking back sunday, Glassjaw, the mars volta, and atdi. I love music haha... and molly.. I love molly <3
Get Your Emo Kid Now <3
Expertise: playing the drums (i guess) Occupation: Artist Industry: Media
Message: message meEmail: email me Website: visit my website AIM: HrtAttacks MSN: jminnix@tds.net
Member Since:
10/22/2004
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| Damn long time no update huh? To those of you who matter (and some who dont) You know whats been happening. I'm dating this wondeful girl named chelsea belcher now, YAY! Uhh, School started again, no yay. Drama all over the place but I couldnt care less. Umm, I had a weird dream last night. I was sleeping and out of no where this really loud/realistic scream came from no where, I jumped out of bed (this is all in the dream, but keep in mind it was very very realistic.) and ran to the building beside my room (tool shed). I ran up to the door but for some reason I was knocked back and could do nothing but sit there and watch the shadow stab her over and over while she screamed at the top of her lungs. Then I woke up in a cold sweat and couldn't sleep for about an hour and a half after words. It was so realistic and just scary as fuck... I have a few ideas as to what the dream meant... but I'm still not sure. | | |
| So.... sup y'all?
boring rounf these parts.... thats about all... saw charlie... better than expected. | | |
| I think everyone who reads this should know I'm not going to VW next year, sorry my moms a cunt. | | |
| I changed my mind, I'm keeping this up for navigational reasons. However there will be very few entries
EDIT: SOME PEOPLE DONT LISTEN WHEN I SAY, "DON'T FUCKING SUBSCRIBE TO MY NEW XANGA!!!!" DILL HOLES!!!! DELETE IT NOW OR ILL BE FORCED TO BLOCK YOU! | | |
| Well just so everyone knows and stops asking, me and molly are over... I fucked it up. Yeah so try not to ask about her, hurts to talk about it eh, be considerate fuckheads. | | |
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