Slag pit. Stag shit. Honey bring it close to my lips, yes....Starfucker, just like my daddy...
My ears are about to fall off from the frigid tundra that is Indiana. I am skipping math. Fuck it. I'll probably end up taking 152 at least 2 more times before I pass.
The Probot video is insane. I love it. I want to be a video hussy.
My partner in drama is the coolest broad. She's hot, too.
She was (is?) a stripper and is one of the best dancers. We had a hussy dance breakdown today. Rad.
The weekend is here and I have nothing to do. Roads are too icy and my friends refuse to call or visit me. I'm going to drink tea and cry with Tori Amos. the spire is hot and my cells can't feed
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One of the worst feelings is when you feel like your family is disgusted by you and your friends wouldn't care if you were abducted and never came back.
Gah. I must stop listening to "Putting the Damage On".
My ears are about to fall off from the frigid tundra that is Indiana. I am skipping math. Fuck it. I'll probably end up taking 152 at least 2 more times before I pass.
The Probot video is insane. I love it. I want to be a video hussy.
My partner in drama is the coolest broad. She's hot, too.
She was (is?) a stripper and is one of the best dancers. We had a hussy dance breakdown today. Rad.
The weekend is here and I have nothing to do. Roads are too icy and my friends refuse to call or visit me. I'm going to drink tea and cry with Tori Amos. the spire is hot and my cells can't feed
EDIT
One of the worst feelings is when you feel like your family is disgusted by you and your friends wouldn't care if you were abducted and never came back.
Gah. I must stop listening to "Putting the Damage On".
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you can turn dust into champagne
you even remembered his name
bachelorette, the braves you painted pink for bachelorettes
you tried to show him that he can
but you can never rush a man
you must remember
you're a car girl
you're a star girl
you are at the door
the tide will turn
there's a window
bachelorette the things you do girls
to your bachelorettes...
you thought that...
you must remember
you're a car girl
you're a star girl
you are at the door
the tide will turn
there's a window
bachelorette, you fly alone now and you cry sometimes
there's nothing like it in the world
you'll go to paris on your own
just bachelorette you climb on rooftops and you bachelorette
you can turn dust into champagne
you even yidiedididi...
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iy-iy-iy-iy...hhiyyy....