320247xxxx@vtext.com
Its won't let me send it i'll
try later
Sun, Dec 5, 9:53 pm
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937673xxxx@vtext.com
We still on for 2 nite at 7
Thu, Dec 9, 7:02 am
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740610xxxx@vtext.com
Quiet ride 2 might
Matt
Fri, Dec 17, 12:37 pm
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540830xxxx@vtext.com
im not saying anything to
her and neither are you.
got it? if she tells some
of the shit she knows
about my past ill go
suicidal. and she knows
that
Sat, Dec 18, 1:29 pm
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540830xxxx@vtext.com
its obvious she wants to
tear me to pieces
jeff.... you dont understand
you think this is
something that can be
fxied it cant those notes
were wrote 2day
Sat, Dec 18, 1:29 pm
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229834xxxx@vtext.com
U coming
"Marsh Out"
Mon, Dec 20, 11:53 pm
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317473xxxx@vtext.com
hola senor
Tue, Dec 21, 10:49 pm
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danc6xx@vtext.com
sneaky petes
******* This is a rare text msg that I actually replied to -- and this is their reply back - some text along the lines of "are you coming to meet us tonight or not" and I asked "where" to which they replied back..... Sneaky Petes! ********** who are these people!!?!?!
Wed, Dec 22, 7:48 pm
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248345xxxx@vtext.com
Turn and burn sauce and
toss baby!
Fri, Dec 31, 6:09 pm
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About Me
- Sarahj
- I accidentally created two profiles on Blogger. Whoops. This is because I'm an email separatist. I have an address for my writing world, my mothering world, my friends world, my work world, my junk mail world... I am not however, a food separatist. Finding flavors that marry and meld is fun... I spent half my life overseas (Uganda, Morocco, Belgium, Thailand) and now more than half my life in the U.S. of A... I was the arm wrestling champ of my 5th and 6th grade class - boys and girls included. It was a vital piece of my personal identity... I'd like to live in a house made of straw and mud. Surrounded by good friends... I'm surprised at how, mostly, I'm a pretty good mom... The sound of TV commercials or radio ads makes me gnash my teeth... I can do the Bird of Paradise yoga pose with freaky ease. I can do the Crow with marginal success, which pisses me off in an un-yoga-like manner... I'd like to be reborn as a gospel singer... I don't drink coffee. It hurts my stomach and makes my head echo. But I like the smell... I love bacon. People seem to assume I’m a vegetarian. Probably because I want to live in a house made of mud and straw and grow food.
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