Sunday, March 29, 2009

She don't put that curl in your toes when she makes your body roll and that girl ant got the soul that I do.

Girls... What the hell, man. When I was younger they wanted nothing to do with me, but now I have to keep mace on me to keep from getting raped on a nightly basis. Thinking about taking a chance on someone's family, could end bad, but could end fine. w/e.

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Somehow, somewhere, it's got to get better than this.

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