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Hi sarah! Meecheegon! *laughs with everyone* oh my god....jess is on something and sarah is eating nail polish chips. She's now wandering around aimlessly looking for peanut butter cups. Ok...hi. "Honey touch me (with my clothes on) is the best song. I'd write out the lyrics, cept they're at home...ok, bye. *Sarah purrs and repeats tremble tremble tremble*

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Lol you are reading this at I type it. And YES YOU ARE LOOKING!!! HAHA!!! No chocolate will not calm you down it will make you worse. trustme. That is gross sarah. IS TOO! You are constantly disecting your food and SINCE WHEN DO I KNOOW HOW TO SPELL???? Love you Sarah! *I do*

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Grr...there's absolutly nothing to do!! so i'm sending moe lyrics. "Agony: Reprise" Cinderella's Prince: High in a tower-- Like yours was, but higher-- A beauty asleep. All 'round the tower, A thicket of briar A hundred feet deep. Agony! No frustration more keen, When the one thing you want Is a thing that you've not even seen. Rapunzel's Prince: I've found a casket Entirely of glass-- No, it's unbreakable. Inside--don't ask it-- A maiden, alas, Just as unwakeable-- Both: What unmistakable agony! Is the way always barred? RP: She has skin white as snow-- CP: Did you learn her name? RP: No, there's a dwarf standing guard. Both: Agony! Such that princes must weep! Always in thrall most To anything almost, Or something asleep. CP: If it were not for the thicket-- RP: A thicket's no trick. Is it thick? CP: It's the thickest. RP: The quickest is pick it apart with a stick-- CP: Yes, but even one prick-- It's my thing about blood. RP: Well, it's sick! CP: It's no sicker than your thing with dwarves. RP: Dwarves. CP: Dwarves... RP: Dwarves are very upsetting. Both: Not forgetting the tasks unachievable, Mountains unscalable-- If it's conceivable But unavailable, Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-- Agony! CP: Misery! RP: Woe! Both: Not to know what you miss. CP: While they lie there for years-- RP: And you cry on their biers-- Both: What unbearable bliss! Agony, that can cut like a knife! Ah well, back to my wife...

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sarah has big ugly feet really she does she can draw pretty pictures and paint em too she is the Rahk and Timmy's sister and Reeboka's too what about sarah oh her too Busia make me some nachos ahhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahh

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*looks at british slang* Saying "tasty" is as bad as "salty goodness"...three sheets to the wind! HAHAHA! I love Five Iron Frenzy!In a field of yellow flowers, underneath the sun, bluest eyes that spark with lightning, boy with shoes undone. He is young, so full of hope, reveling in tiny dreams, filling up, his arms with flowers, right for giving any queen. Running to her beaming bright, while cradling his prize. A flickering of yellow light, within his mother*s eyes. She holds them to her heart, keeping them where they*ll be safe, clasped within her very marrow, dandelions in a vase. She sees love, where anyone else would see weeds. all hope is found. Here is everything he needs. Fathomless your endless mercy, weight I could not lift. Where do I fit in this puzzle, what good are these gifts? Not a martyr, or a saint, scarcely can I struggle through. All that I have ever wanted, was to give my best to you. Lord, search my heart, create in me something clean. Dandelions you see flowers in these weeds. Gently lifting hands to heaven, softened by the sweetest hush, a Father sings over his children, loving them so very much. More than words could warrant, deeper than the darkest blue, more than sacrifice could merit, Lord, I give my heart to you. "Dandelions" -FIF

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Yo Sarah!!! Neato page, but I'm not on it *sniff* And I got somethin' fer your inside joke thingy *taps the side of her nose* hehehehe I don't think I need ta post me name, ya prolly can guess. Anywho, ciao!.....cya Sarah...bye now *grins*

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i hate you sarah! jk. i wish i could draw as good as you...sigh...oh well. what up? you are never on-line any more. well, bye