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Rose Martin, add me back to facebook
you bitch.
Fuck pming you.
You left a stain on me. And I need to see what you did with your hair.
I'm pulling out my nails.
All of them. I got this bag here and all I need is your address and a cute stamp. Or couple of stamps.
Whichever.
rejected
fb is serious business man
I'm tired of reading Reader's Digest with my dick out.
I need some tangible real life shit.

Think of me like the little bouncing zoloft guy right now, Rose.

Someone crop in some sweet, sweet Rosaries into that.
Rose, please respond to my teddy bear. I know his emissions have been rather jolly as of late, but you must understand what superfoods do to a man.
You must.
Ye mist.
i'm afraid she's drunk and high right now
She's got a body begging for embalming.
culture
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| Originally posted by jupiterone i'm afraid she's drunk and high right now |
black culture, yo.
Lews, that's it, I'm getting you some sort of winterish fubu gear when I gain enough gold coins.
Just three more bosses, dear. Three more till we dine.
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| Originally posted by Lews black culture, yo. |
So why did she delete you from FB?
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| Originally posted by Sushipunk So why did she delete you from FB? |
*shrugs*
coke rage
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| Originally posted by EddieZilker I'm doing a tribute album to it: I'm calling it Chicago, MI and I'm dedicating it to Theo Parrish. |
cock rage
OH PLEASE, ROSE. Understand. I know that you do. I know it all too well.
I remember brightly-lit January days spent in your kitchen. The foils in your khaki shorts from when you were 14, now lapping your thighs like the tin foil upon a Thanksgiving ham that has been picked apart for sandwiches for precisely 8 days, currently upon the great, blubbery trunks of your shapely 20 year-old figure. A staccato breeze whips across the floor directed from your very drawers, landing upon the linoleum with the force of a sock full of rubber bands. It raps upon my heart's devices like a seagull calling for its life-mate in the ecstatic signature of birthing one of its pearly ovum.
Superfood.
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| Originally posted by jupiterone cock rage |
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