Oct 05, 2005 22:30
The more I think about it the more I love life.
The more I think about it the less worried I get.
The more I think about it the more I love to sleep.
And the more I think about it the more I hate boys.
"Some how my heart got lost on the way to my head, and my brain cells are dead, and the craziness shows."
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I usually get that after i wake up in the morning and realized that i did something absolutly wrong....
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it those gay ass pants they kill sperm and with out your boys your nothign but a girl
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