Hey, there's nothing wrong with pole dancing, as a matter of fact, it makes a good living!
Yeah, Lousianna isn't as important as your grading, u should most definitely wipe them off the map. Every hates those dem Louisiannians anyways.
OMPGTM! I gave myself a tarot reading with Jackie. Actually it wasn't actually with Jackie per se. It was over the phone. I taroted her about her dream, then I taroted a few other things that I just might discuss with you on Monday, then I taroted myself on my love life (I might not be single for long!!!! Yay!)
Dude, Jackie and I talked on the phone last night from like 11:30 to 4:15ish. Yeah, almost 5 hours! We talked about everything, it was so so fun. Then I hypnotized her. hehe. Good times.
Dude, you seem a little defensive. And only a scortillum would charge. You are so insulsus! It's not the MONEY! It's the art. Think Moulin Rouge. It's the art.
You are a pathetic and imperceptible person. You are the reason I sell my body to the streets!!
But I will not be rash, for you are a foul-tempered and feeble minded fool, unlearned and uncultured, and no matter what anyone does, you SHALL always be this way.
I cannot allow your unbridled insolence to hold sway, unchecked, unchallenged.
You seem to feel some unslakeable, desperate yearning for affirmation of your worth. You will find no validation from me. I neither scorn nor redeem. You must crawl from your fetid cave of self-deception into the squinting blaze of the glaring sun of reality, or suffer eternally in your troglomorphic, self-consuming cave blindness, twisting and contorting in your terpsichorean despondency for a penny or two before the occasional unfortunate who might stumble witlessly into your hypogean sepulchre.
Would that what you say was true, then you, my foolish friend, are covered by your own crysallus of ignorance, having been fabricated by your delusions of grandeur at merely trying to deride me with this feeble fling. You think you have reached the extremity of your insolence, but you are still unlearned.
You are a child whose false pretenses of self-worth have bamboozled you into a world which you do not belong. A world of the resolved, and you are a frenzied Neptune, sticking his raging head out on the placid waters. You are the sine qua non of a furor, the nom de guerre of Eris.
Yeah, Lousianna isn't as important as your grading, u should most definitely wipe them off the map. Every hates those dem Louisiannians anyways.
OMPGTM! I gave myself a tarot reading with Jackie. Actually it wasn't actually with Jackie per se. It was over the phone. I taroted her about her dream, then I taroted a few other things that I just might discuss with you on Monday, then I taroted myself on my love life (I might not be single for long!!!! Yay!)
Dude, Jackie and I talked on the phone last night from like 11:30 to 4:15ish. Yeah, almost 5 hours! We talked about everything, it was so so fun. Then I hypnotized her. hehe. Good times.
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You are a pathetic and imperceptible person. You are the reason I sell my body to the streets!!
But I will not be rash, for you are a foul-tempered and feeble minded fool, unlearned and uncultured, and no matter what anyone does, you SHALL always be this way.
You poor, incorrigible man.
(hehe, ur turn)
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You seem to feel some unslakeable, desperate yearning for affirmation of your worth. You will find no validation from me. I neither scorn nor redeem. You must crawl from your fetid cave of self-deception into the squinting blaze of the glaring sun of reality, or suffer eternally in your troglomorphic, self-consuming cave blindness, twisting and contorting in your terpsichorean despondency for a penny or two before the occasional unfortunate who might stumble witlessly into your hypogean sepulchre.
I, for my part, like you just fine.
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See you tomorrow! :)
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You are a child whose false pretenses of self-worth have bamboozled you into a world which you do not belong. A world of the resolved, and you are a frenzied Neptune, sticking his raging head out on the placid waters. You are the sine qua non of a furor, the nom de guerre of Eris.
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