May 2010
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happy birthday, dad.
thanks for screwing us over. i hope you wreck that nice ass car to the other side of the universe. i hope you damn as well realize what the fuck you just did to us. youre dead to me now.
- shrugs -
freshman : sophmore !
him : you suck.
me : - narrows eyes -
me : yeah ?
me : you suck IT.
him : . . . .
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duh, danny.
ppb : why is it
him : when i have
him : a boner in class
him : i cant think
him : straight ?
me : because your dick
me : is doing all the straightness. O;
him : LOOOOOOOOOOL AHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA !
him : youre a genius, trinh.
alright then xD
burn. :D
guy one : hey, i know your sister`s cup size.
guy two : yeah, the same size as yours.
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RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANDOM ~
KIMVO, i have your green dress, D: justin biebers love me is really love fool but JBed
& hey looky there, the volume keys on my keyboard actually work. never … noticed… . them… o_o
I BYPASSED D & WENT TO A C-
im happy, stellar happy :3
thuong,
i really really wanna repost all of your quotes, all of your wisdom, but i dont wanna be a spammer. SO IM JUST GONNA SAY YOU REPOSTS SOME GOOD SHIT ! bleh.
what can i say ?
jimbo : cant a fat guy workout? xD
thankfully for you, darling,
its a free country.
i mean, from short & average, to rockstar 7Oz, to....
me : did you cut your hair yet ?
jimbo : yeah, i did.
jimbo : it looks normal.
me : wtf is normal ? D:
0f being strong :
the sad part about being strong,
what we all see in getting yourself
up right away without anyones help,
is getting up by yourself.
theres no hand to help you,
no moral support,
& frankly, soon, picking
yourself up isnt enoguh anymore.
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why u ain't on aim no moree? me missy trinhie D=
BLAME
THE
PARENTS
D:<
i miss you too, darling, ]’:
fire away !
nevermind.
for once, just once, dont let me say that.
Sometimes, I like venting to guys better than...
(via jadoretiffany, itsress)
& then theres phawn, who goes NOOOO NOT MEEE NOOO SHUT UPPP NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! - rolls thy eyes -
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confession # 5 :
the mr pringles mustache tattooed on my right index finger is gonna be the third thing i do when i turn eighteen.
first is buy a lottery ticket, & second, i have no idea what, but whatever it is, it must be much more epic than number three.