Darling, no one can save the world. Except Ms. Michelle because she loves to play God. God with red curly hair. ..God, she was a fucking BITCH. Anyway.
I'm sorry I can be there to comfort you, seeing as how I'm all the way in blasted Panorama City. So, I can only offer your words, noises, and guitar playing to ease your JFEOJTEGFGRAAAHness. And faces. Amusing faces: (>;_;)> @<(^__^) "No cookie for you!"
Please smile. :) Smile for me, and I'll in return I'll smile at you. Smile my crooked smile. :D
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Doing that = something's terribly wrong.
Darling, no one can save the world. Except Ms. Michelle because she loves to play God. God with red curly hair. ..God, she was a fucking BITCH. Anyway.
I'm sorry I can be there to comfort you, seeing as how I'm all the way in blasted Panorama City. So, I can only offer your words, noises, and guitar playing to ease your JFEOJTEGFGRAAAHness. And faces. Amusing faces:
(>;_;)> @<(^__^) "No cookie for you!"
Please smile. :) Smile for me, and I'll in return I'll smile at you. Smile my crooked smile. :D
:O
xoxo juli
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