Aug 03, 2006 19:24
I just woke up in what can only be described as a Tree Fort, with a mouth tasting like a dog kennel carpet, a pair of flares on back-to-front and the words "BURN BABY BURN!" written in lipstick across my chest ... and I have no recollection as to what has happened over the last few days.
... dare I ask?
P.S Fuck you, in advance.
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Your handwriting.
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