Fuck My Grandma With A Twig....

Aug 31, 2005 22:07

it's odd. why is it that everytime iam in this house, i find myself sitting in this same broken chair, thinking about everything that is going on? yet, i dont really think about it when i sit anywhere else for long period's of time ( Read more... )

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xmurderscenex September 1 2005, 02:35:49 UTC
you don't call this bestest good homie anymore.

i think you don't love me.

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