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i was writing this big long diatribe about nonsense that no one would understand.
im sick of kicking dead horses.
i've done nothing but show love and offer my heart and usually what i get in return is a handful of shit...
im going to pretend im karen o. and dance around the apartment.
also, those who love and care about me are treating me to burrito boy and massages.
i'll save my chimichange gas in a jar and mail it to you.
im sick of kicking dead horses.
i've done nothing but show love and offer my heart and usually what i get in return is a handful of shit...
im going to pretend im karen o. and dance around the apartment.
also, those who love and care about me are treating me to burrito boy and massages.
i'll save my chimichange gas in a jar and mail it to you.