I work at The Melting Pot. I've been painting a lot of rad shit in art class. Living with the new roomates is awesome, no drama. My 21st birthday is in 12 days. holy shit.
please donate tattoos, money, food, and shoes in honor of that holiday.
I don't understand where you get off saying I did you wrong when I'm the one who put my ass and credit on the line only to have it fucked up by your irresponsibility. I never asked you to pay anything more than what YOUR bill was
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What do you have in store for me? Everyone can temporarily reach me on my sk number 321 368 8681, the other one is out of service , which makes me really fucking pissed off. So send emails and texts because I'm in the gereactric ward , aka the mall, and so bored. Mamanic@tmail.com