at last yo did make her tener mi cosa

Apr 13th, 2011 10:01:04 pm - Subscribe
Mood: gelatinous

I'm overwhelmed with the desire to dropkick everyone in that class. Throughout the entire hour I have to fight the urge to shove my tongue down the throat possessing the only voice of intelligence. Perhaps that dumb bitch had a point.

Gross generalizations frustrate the absolute hell out of me.

When the hell is Lucas coming home? I can't take this anymore.

I don't want to call her or blow another paycheck, searching for those few gleeful moments before remembering who I am and where I live.

Mom understands but at least she has anesthesia to keep her amused. My dad was dumb enough to buy her another SUV.

My breakfast pizza weighs more than your breakfast pizza.

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