Your voice, you're in love with it.

You're not alone.

Everyone who knows exactly what I'm on about, confess. Don't tell me you post here because you're in pursuit of The Truth or some other incoherent blind bullshit.  

You like the sound of your own voice. Inside your head. Outside it. You love it, you whore.  

Post edited at 8:50 am on Sep. 22, 2008 by Bitner

Barbara?

Cindy?

Claudia?

Or worse...bob?

it kind of reminds me of the thought someone once shared that all girls secretly hate each other. like, we all are extrememly jealous of each other all the time. Compliments are really just coverups and spurts of jealousy and friends are mere proof that you should keep your friends close and your enemies closer.

you hear what im saying?

feel free to pm me.. i love a conversationalist,

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It's good to get really dressed up once in a while
and admit the truth -- that when you really look
closely, people are so strange and so complicated
that they're actually beautiful. Possibly even me.

I come here to stretch out my wings. Practice.

Go turn on the TV. The world gives you that, internet, games, iPOD, and all that other crap so you won't think too much. They don't want you to listen to your voice.

Seems like you two are on the same page.