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Sadie Frost - 7:30 pm - the hood of my car - be there.

mbp_indie Jesus Christ, look at what you fucking cunts have done now.

Introductions are a demonic mess that will end all of humanity. I'm so sure that every, single, motherfucking debacle in life begins in obscenely perfect order ( Read more... )

Fuck you all. She's gone and I'm too pissed to update, maybe ( Read more... )

It's been three weeks since I started procrastinating ( Read more... )

This is terrible. I was writing you all a smut post until about 500 words into it I realized that it was fucking horrible. It will come in time, I'm sure. Until then you can enjoy this: my post that I have dedicated to smoking ( Read more... )

Since it appears that Sadie Frost does not love me anymore, I have reduced myself to some warped and awful form of storybooking all alone. If you know me by now you will probably be expecting me to write you a masturbatory adventure that I had in the third person. Although there are many, this story happens to be about Vincent Vaughn ( Read more... )

I had a sucker for the first time in about six years this afternoon. I am appalled and morally conflicted when I say: why in the hell do they still have that nasty little paper stick in the middle? Don't these sucker companies realize that plastic is a far superior, costly, and environmentally destructive alternative? Due to the lack of genocide to ( Read more... )

Sadie Frost uber alles. I hope you are happy, if you complain about being after the title I will fly to London and marry you ( Read more... )