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[Language: English; Filter: Public]
Ugh, I had almost forgot why I hated New York so much. On the way to JFK, I stopped at a gas station to fill up the tank for Father. Before I could even pump, this homeless man ... came up to me. It was horrid. His stench was putrid and he had a look of hatred in his eyes, and I was almost certain he had money signs in them as he gazed upon my beautiful figure and obviously expensive car.
I hastily got back into the car, locking the doors. He walked up to the window, okay? It was so gross. You don't even know. Because he had a boogar hanging down ...
It was so long, and it was completely uninterrupted. An uninterrupted boogar. And it hung down all the way to his chest, like a tie. Was he trying to be a businessman? I have no idea.
And then he pulled out a gun ... okay, he did not, but I felt like he was going to. I was so frightened ... I tried not to make eye contact with him, and I stayed still. I heard if you stayed still, a tyrannosaurus rex would not kill you ... so I thought it would work with homeless people too. He saw me, though. He must have had an excellent sense of smell.
He then proceeded to go up to the garbage can and take a dirty piece of paper out, and wiped the boogar off on to it. Then he walked up to the car, and began yelling for me to get out! I rolled down the window to yell for help, but he quickly ran to the driver's side to intercept. I was so frightened , and I just wanted gas.
I ran him over a few times after that, and I was saved. Then I went to the airport, you would not believe the line there! It was ridiculous.
But now I'm in London, and I get to see my darling brother, and meet his darling friends that I'm sure he's made.
Oh my god, so okay listen. There was this guy on the train, and I thought he was cute. But ... no, listen. We were talking, and he had a guitar, and I was asking him to play stuff for me. And he did! It was pretty romantic and stuff.
But then I looked down and like, the camera zoomed in on my eyes ... and then filmed my skin, and the sweat slowly came out of it. And my eyebrows furrowed and my eyes widened, and then the camera zoomed in on his toes ...
They were yellow.
His toenails I mean. Like ... what? No .. I couldn't understand. I got so angry I smashed the guitar over his head because he lied to me!! He never told me he had yellow toenails UGH
you can't trust men they are such liars.
Oh oh oh and then I was walking and this girl shoved into me and I was like "What did you just do?" And she kept walking
Why are people so rude!?? Anyways I shanked her with my car keys. Ask my friend Sydney she was on the phone with me when it happened
Play somethin' these hoes'll like
Drive whips i know they like
Twista you told 'em right...
I can make you a celebrity overnight...
Give you ice like Kobe wife...
We sort of like goldie right...
Tha way we mold 'em right...
I can make you a celebrity overnight...
I almost won tickets to Kanye. I don't care that he's in a wheelchair now. I want to see him race against the sun. I love when he spins around and breakdances in it. It's like .. he improvises so much. He's such an inspiration. Now I know I can be a star if I ever get paralyzed.
[Filter: Damon Matt; Language: Sibling]
Why haven't you written?
Ugh, I had almost forgot why I hated New York so much. On the way to JFK, I stopped at a gas station to fill up the tank for Father. Before I could even pump, this homeless man ... came up to me. It was horrid. His stench was putrid and he had a look of hatred in his eyes, and I was almost certain he had money signs in them as he gazed upon my beautiful figure and obviously expensive car.
I hastily got back into the car, locking the doors. He walked up to the window, okay? It was so gross. You don't even know. Because he had a boogar hanging down ...
It was so long, and it was completely uninterrupted. An uninterrupted boogar. And it hung down all the way to his chest, like a tie. Was he trying to be a businessman? I have no idea.
And then he pulled out a gun ... okay, he did not, but I felt like he was going to. I was so frightened ... I tried not to make eye contact with him, and I stayed still. I heard if you stayed still, a tyrannosaurus rex would not kill you ... so I thought it would work with homeless people too. He saw me, though. He must have had an excellent sense of smell.
He then proceeded to go up to the garbage can and take a dirty piece of paper out, and wiped the boogar off on to it. Then he walked up to the car, and began yelling for me to get out! I rolled down the window to yell for help, but he quickly ran to the driver's side to intercept. I was so frightened , and I just wanted gas.
I ran him over a few times after that, and I was saved. Then I went to the airport, you would not believe the line there! It was ridiculous.
But now I'm in London, and I get to see my darling brother, and meet his darling friends that I'm sure he's made.
Oh my god, so okay listen. There was this guy on the train, and I thought he was cute. But ... no, listen. We were talking, and he had a guitar, and I was asking him to play stuff for me. And he did! It was pretty romantic and stuff.
But then I looked down and like, the camera zoomed in on my eyes ... and then filmed my skin, and the sweat slowly came out of it. And my eyebrows furrowed and my eyes widened, and then the camera zoomed in on his toes ...
They were yellow.
His toenails I mean. Like ... what? No .. I couldn't understand. I got so angry I smashed the guitar over his head because he lied to me!! He never told me he had yellow toenails UGH
you can't trust men they are such liars.
Oh oh oh and then I was walking and this girl shoved into me and I was like "What did you just do?" And she kept walking
Why are people so rude!?? Anyways I shanked her with my car keys. Ask my friend Sydney she was on the phone with me when it happened
Play somethin' these hoes'll like
Drive whips i know they like
Twista you told 'em right...
I can make you a celebrity overnight...
Give you ice like Kobe wife...
We sort of like goldie right...
Tha way we mold 'em right...
I can make you a celebrity overnight...
I almost won tickets to Kanye. I don't care that he's in a wheelchair now. I want to see him race against the sun. I love when he spins around and breakdances in it. It's like .. he improvises so much. He's such an inspiration. Now I know I can be a star if I ever get paralyzed.
[Filter: Damon Matt; Language: Sibling]
Why haven't you written?