― Dew Br., Saturday, 12 July 2003 23:32 (twenty-two years ago)
― oops (Oops), Saturday, 12 July 2003 23:36 (twenty-two years ago)
― teeny (teeny), Saturday, 12 July 2003 23:37 (twenty-two years ago)
― wilson, des moines rapid response unit team leader (Mary), Saturday, 12 July 2003 23:38 (twenty-two years ago)
― lery, Sunday, 13 July 2003 00:04 (twenty-two years ago)
― N. (nickdastoor), Sunday, 13 July 2003 00:10 (twenty-two years ago)
― d P N, Sunday, 13 July 2003 00:27 (twenty-two years ago)
1) see thread title2) get phone call two weeks later3) marry hastily
― Nate Patrin (Nate Patrin), Sunday, 13 July 2003 00:29 (twenty-two years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Sunday, 13 July 2003 00:50 (twenty-two years ago)
If theres been an airing of grievences and the only upshot is people hate Lynskey, then fair enough. I apologise to you all, and I apologise to two women that a friend who I haven't seen in 3 years shouted something at that they probably didn't hear at a set of traffic lights in
― LYNMSKEY, Sunday, 13 July 2003 00:55 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lynskey (Lynskey), Sunday, 13 July 2003 01:15 (twenty-two years ago)
― Mike Hanle y (mike), Sunday, 13 July 2003 02:55 (twenty-two years ago)
― A Nairn (moretap), Sunday, 13 July 2003 03:01 (twenty-two years ago)
― oops (Oops), Sunday, 13 July 2003 03:04 (twenty-two years ago)
― jewelly (jewelly), Sunday, 13 July 2003 03:32 (twenty-two years ago)
I have no regrets
― oops (Oops), Sunday, 13 July 2003 03:33 (twenty-two years ago)
why couldn't i post that to the correct thread?
― oops (Oops), Sunday, 13 July 2003 03:37 (twenty-two years ago)
― Julio Desouza (jdesouza), Sunday, 13 July 2003 20:10 (twenty-two years ago)
― Dada, Sunday, 13 July 2003 20:12 (twenty-two years ago)
― Amarga (Amarga), Sunday, 13 July 2003 23:16 (twenty-two years ago)
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour,And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping,With hand made sure, clear eye, and sharpened power,To turn, as swimmers into cleanness leaping,Glad from a world grown old and cold and weary,Leave the sick hearts that honour could not move,And half-men, and their dirty songs and dreary,And all the little emptiness of love!
Oh! we, who have known shame, we have found release there,Where there's no ill, no grief, but sleep has mending,Naught broken save this body, lost but breath;Nothing to shake the laughing heart's long peace thereBut only agony, and that has ending;And the worst friend and enemy is but Death.
― Dew Br., Tuesday, 14 October 2003 21:18 (twenty-two years ago)
― adaml (adaml), Tuesday, 14 October 2003 21:26 (twenty-two years ago)
― oops (Oops), Tuesday, 14 October 2003 22:18 (twenty-two years ago)
― .four oddies, Thursday, 19 May 2005 13:28 (twenty-one years ago)
― C. Gibbs, Thursday, 19 May 2005 13:41 (twenty-one years ago)
― Wardrpboard, Thursday, 19 May 2005 13:46 (twenty-one years ago)
― Similar to the Last, Thursday, 19 May 2005 13:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― C. Gibbs, Thursday, 19 May 2005 13:56 (twenty-one years ago)
― Similar to the Last, Thursday, 19 May 2005 14:03 (twenty-one years ago)
― Rob Coe, Thursday, 19 May 2005 14:11 (twenty-one years ago)