
the best memories are the ones you can`t explain && you end up saying .. 'you had to be there'
trust me highschool ends, you graduate && get away from all the people that you never want to see again, its all good.
all i want is for one guy to prove that they`re not all the same *
HERE WE G0 AGAiN WiTH THE MiXED SiGNALS & SEC0ND TH0UGHTS <\3
tell your pants ; it`s not polite to point. ; ] she`s gunna make it. && he never will
ValeriE
she`s my bestfriend. break her heart ; i`ll break your face.
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i hate Christmas. the mall is full of nothing but women and children. all you hear is "i want this." ; "get me this." ; "i have to have this." and then there`s the children,and they`re all by my store 'cause they stuck the mall Santa right outside ringing his stupid bell. as if you need a bell to notice a 300-pound alcoholic in a red suit. "ho, ho, ho," all day long. so, nice as can be, i go outside, ask him to shut the hell up. he takes a swing at me. so i lay a hook into his fat belly and he goes down. beard comes off, all the kids start crying and i`m the bad guy ++ married with children.
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