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| I must confess , I'm a picky bastard   They put onions on your pizza? I hate that!   I must confess , you make me smile Sunny   Thank you!   | |
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| I must confess , I'm a picky bastard   They put onions on your pizza? I hate that!   I must confess , you make me smile Sunny   Thank you!   Yay!    | |
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      My late night confession is that I have no late night confessions.     | |
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|  I wonder what my sweety would confess   | |
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|  I wonder what my sweety would confess    I cant say here   | |
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| Sometimes when I'm in a special mood, I like to make love to my hand.     I wonder what JB's hand feels like. Not nearly as good as yours, I'm sure.     | |
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| OK! I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... | |
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      I confess:
 I just got home from a long day of training, and I am starved! I already had my calories for the day but I know my body needs food. I poured a big bowl of Cheerios ... and the confession is I sprinkled a teaspoon of sugar over the top!   | |
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| I confess: I just got home from a long day of training, and I am starved! I already had my calories for the day but I know my body needs food. I poured a big bowl of Cheerios ... and the confession is I sprinkled a teaspoon of sugar over the top!   OH NOEZ!!! Not the SUGAR ON TOP!!!!     | |
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|  I diet but will never give up my sugar for my coffie   | |
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| I confess: I just got home from a long day of training, and I am starved! I already had my calories for the day but I know my body needs food. I poured a big bowl of Cheerios ... and the confession is I sprinkled a teaspoon of sugar over the top!   OH NOEZ!!! Not the SUGAR ON TOP!!!!     Yeah, Moofie, I need discipline! I am a bad girl.   I skipped the strawberries for sugar.   | |
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|  I'm thinking of you   | |
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      I confess I was up late, late, late last night...
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|  ate a piece of carrot cake   | |
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      i confess.  to nothing in particular, just putting it out there in case.    | |
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|  Be ready for Sunday night   | |
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| i confess. to nothing in particular, just putting it out there in case.     | |
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        Edited by
        misstina2
        on
        Sat 06/20/09 11:06 PM
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        I dream we’ll always be together, 
 and never be apart; I dream you’ll always be the candle, lighting up my heart. I dream you’ll always be the one, with open arms to see; I dream you’ll always be the warmth, that wraps me tenderly. I dream you’ll always be the strength, that shows me how you care; I dream you’ll always be the morning, that wakes me with you there.  to my sweety   | |
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|  manners are rare in today's society   | |
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      BEYOND HORNEY   | |
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