i wonder why money doesn't make people more gentle-mannered or better with words. kaloca you and you're fedora. if you and your friends are so social i wonder why you would work in tp, baka baka calls, cannot buy decent clothes, and do not drive an astin. bottomline, while the hair on your scalp does not grow, it goes the same way for your maturity. and i wonder why people would still make friends with you. if they do not believe in wut i say, they can believe in wut you say. in the first place you bad-mouthed the ppl who call you friend too. low-life skeeze. that's wut you are and those who keep associating me with you. you're like a bile on my mouth/throat. mere mention of your name makes me puke. kkkkkk. enuf said.
September 6, 2009
grrrrrr. shakin' my fist up to the skies.
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Sunday, September 06, 2009
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2 comments:
Such animosity...Bad for your health.
nuff said. haha
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