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***Warning*** This portion of Amy's life may and probably will contain explicit lyrics...Just so you know and now you've been warned! Many F-bombs to follow...so I will appologize in advance! Sorry.
Fucking myspace has just fucking pissed me off. Ok well not myspace but fucking myspace people have just fucking pissed me off. How many damn times do I have to ask people not to just randomly comment on my fuggin life? If something isn't clear or you wanna put your two fucking sense worth...send me an e-mail and do that...don't just send me some damn message with random words that describe how you feel about me and my blog when you don't fucking know me...you have no fucking clue about my life...where I have been and where I am going or how I explain things and thing...gaaahhdamm...I can't stand it...and it's always just a few fuckers that do this...I hate to be like Ronak but I will fucking post the rules and ettiquett of blogging if I fucking have to...shit I am so pissed off right now I can't even spell. I don't go fucking around on other people's shit making random comments about their day and life and pictures and friends. My gaaaaash...fuckers. Stupid fucks.
Ok...now that all of that is off my chest. I feel a bit better...sorry for the use of such harsh language. But then again...fuck it I don't care. So I am excited that I cleaned out my closets last night. I have this amazing sense of accomplishment whirling around my head. And that's really all I have to say right now because I am still pissed off at myspacers.
Fucking myspace has just fucking pissed me off. Ok well not myspace but fucking myspace people have just fucking pissed me off. How many damn times do I have to ask people not to just randomly comment on my fuggin life? If something isn't clear or you wanna put your two fucking sense worth...send me an e-mail and do that...don't just send me some damn message with random words that describe how you feel about me and my blog when you don't fucking know me...you have no fucking clue about my life...where I have been and where I am going or how I explain things and thing...gaaahhdamm...I can't stand it...and it's always just a few fuckers that do this...I hate to be like Ronak but I will fucking post the rules and ettiquett of blogging if I fucking have to...shit I am so pissed off right now I can't even spell. I don't go fucking around on other people's shit making random comments about their day and life and pictures and friends. My gaaaaash...fuckers. Stupid fucks.
Ok...now that all of that is off my chest. I feel a bit better...sorry for the use of such harsh language. But then again...fuck it I don't care. So I am excited that I cleaned out my closets last night. I have this amazing sense of accomplishment whirling around my head. And that's really all I have to say right now because I am still pissed off at myspacers.