i saw my jay this morninggg
i went to watch her play tennis, shes fucking sexy as hell in that little skirtt (:
she lost but meh
babe, my lips are still tingling from that single kiss, way to leave me wanting moreeee adn morrreee and moreee
im home now, just me, my fantasies, a stack of homework and screaming parents
seriously, this house, this fucking shed, seems to attract bad vibes and hold them captive
I.
HATE.
IT.
oh, and jaybee has a stalker, whoopdefuckingdo
i know im not the jealous type but,,
oi, stay away from her
shes MINNEEEE, and yeah she doesnt want you, nahnahnah nah nah :P
homework can fuck itself, hoensltty. I DONT WANNA DO YEAR 12
*hissyfit
fhweflyuore4ft
im off to randomly google some more,
why not 'its for art' (;
blergh.
- February 06, 2010
- donotresuscitate
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