Well, here I sit and ponder of things to do, as I mercifully take another one out of the pack. Indulging in what I call a moment of impetuosity, intermission feels inexorable. Aspiration feels disavowing, almost sweltering at times. but I know another diurnal course disembarks upon me. Quiescence encircles me now. I feel a sense of insignificancy,
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missy, i havent posted on your journal since the little bullshit talk we had.
i really still am pondered though rosario, why you would touch that fugly ass.
oh well.. when you needed ass, it was convenient.. i dont blame you :]
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youre right chubs, it is NONE of my business.. haha
damn you really suck at life. your face sucks too.
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IM me @ wunderwuman00 if you would like to know what he himself told me
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