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Saturday, April 4, 2009
nevermind the shoutout.anyways, hello. i am bored and tired. been sitting for a couple of hours just talking to my friend aly (skating buddy way back when i was 15.] and some nice peeps. :)anyyywaayyyss..don't you think it's abit funny when you treat the people who were once a huge part of your life in a verrryyyyy verrryyyy MEAN and asshole-ish way? like come ooonnn give a little respect, don't hurt them, don't make fun of them. honesty is the best gift for me i believe? :] uhuh. mostly! nobody has the right to play and fuck with anybody's emotions, you'll never knooowww they might be the people who truly love you. ;p so yea.. nobody has the right EVER to treat people like dirt speshleh eeefff they just care, too much. too much for your brain ta handle. *giggles*shooting star, shooting star.. whoever gets hit, pleez don't get mad. :3i missed seed, i was talking to her awhile ago but she just went byebye like a bubble.i remember her and i talking about boys, CLASSY BOYS like they really make our undies fall down from behind. :))we want it this way when they're hella mad :"woman, you're making me mad." aaaaawww! O_O omg. seed where are you please go online? :[or "woman, you're making ears let out jet black smoke." O___Ohaha i think boys from the 19th century are sexay. the way they talk i mean it's so full of deep words, specially sweet ones. :] i like sweet words and i enjoy saying it specially to the person i lurve. [i don't know alot of extremely deep words though but i think when someone's gonna call me "woman" it would make my heart go BAM!! BAAMM!! FUCKING BAAAMM BITCH!!].. ;pi wanna get called "woman", not "babae", "pokpok" or "puta." no waaayyy hosaaayyy. ;pcredits to seed tho cos she's deffo more obssessed. :x*bells* :3so you seeeee,i have my period right now and no it doesn't hurt nemore. :]i really wanna sleep but mehhh, i can't. something's extremely bugging my head. in short, i am disturbed. go awaaaaayyy mean thoughts i want happy thoughts really pleeezzz give et to me NOW!!!! O_O:3 gnyt, not really. im just gonna publish this then voila im gonna go back to aly and i's chat window. :]adiooos. ^_^
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