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Name: Trey
Country: United States
State: Georgia
Metro: Atlanta
Birthday: 10/14/1990
Gender: Male
Interests: football is great so is wrestling there is nothing better than me half naked and sweaty rubbing on other guys in the same condition other than that i just like 2 kick bak and relax
Occupation: Unemployed/Between Jobs
Industry: Other
Message: message me
AIM:  fball140
Member Since:
4/21/2005
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| well this is pretty much my farewell to xanga,,, no 1 does it anemore,,, ive given up on it, and moved on 2 myspace,,, so thanx 4 the good times xanga,, and have a good life,,,,
4 ever lovers
T-rey | | |
| wow,, it has been a long while since i have updated,,, school is almost out, just gotta make it through exams, this christmas i am going cruising, im gonna party naked everyday, jk, but not really,,, aneways gotta get bak 2 studyin,,, untill next time
TREY
fact of the day
3 people die each year testing if a 9v battery works on their tongue | | |
| mmmmmmmm i havent updated in a long time. yesterday was the annivresery of mayb the greatest milestone this world has ever seen, October 14,, the day i was brought into the world. yes, that right, i am 15. and yes i passed my drivers test. ( without looking at the book) i know , i know, its hard 2 imagine a bttr overall person than me. well, untill next time,,,
Trey
quote of the day- dont hate the player, dont hate the game, hate the refs. | | |
| Sorry I told.
I just needed you to know.
I think in decimals and dollars.
I am the cause to all your problems.
Shelter from cold.
We're never alone.
Coordinate brain and mouth.
Then ask me what it's like to have myself so figured out.
I wish I knew.
I hope this song starts a craze.
The kind of song that ignites the airwaves.
The kind of song that makes people glad to be where they are with who ever they're there with.
This is war.
Every line is about who I don't wanna write about anymore.
I hope you come down with something they can't diagnose, don't have the cure for.
Holding on to your grudge.
It's so hard to have someone to love.
Keeping quiet is hard.
Cause you can't keep a secret if it never was a secret to start.
At least pretend you didn't want to get caught.
We were contenders, now throwing the fight.
I just wanna believe
Were so contraversial.
We are entirely smooth.
We admit to the truth.
We are the best at what we do.
These are the words you wish you wrote down.
This is the way you wish your voice sounds.
Handsome and smart.
My tongue's the only muscle in my body that works harder than my heart.
And it's all from watching TV and from speeding up my breathing.
Wouldn't stop if I could.
It hurts to be this good.
You're holding on to your grudge.
It hurts to always have to be honest with the one that you love.
So let it go.
We consentrated on falling apart.
We were contenders, now throwing the fight.
I just wanna believe...
We were contenders, now throwing the fight.
I just wanna believe...
This is the craze only we can bestow.
This is the price you pay for loss of control.
This is the break in the battle.
This is the closest of calls.
This is the reason you're alone.
This is the reason you fall.
We were contenders, now throwing the fight.
I just wanna believe...
We were contenders, now throwing the fight.
I just wanna believe...
mmmmm the joy of posting lyrics | | |
| school is long, very long, add football in the mix and days get alot longer. i need a vacation which i havent had in almost 2 years( cuz of my leg ) . i feel like the world owes me a a deep hibernation period. anyways enough of my rambling. game at bremen friday evry1 come.
Pickup line of the day
If you were words on a page, you'd be what they call FINE PRINT! | | |
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