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Sunday, February 09, 2003

once again...
I should probably be ashamed. Hehe, but I'm not. This is for ALL of the ladies out there, all of those single, intelligent, great girls out there who've been screwed around by some dickless waste of oxygen. I have SO scored one for the team. Can I get a HELL YEAH??? Now without going into too many details of my personal life, I'll just let y'all know. He can no longer look me in the eye, and I would be willing to bet mucho dinero that he'll never be able to hear the words"break me off show me what you got cause I don't want no one minute man" without being extremely embarassed.
PLAYA GOT PLAYED

♥Oh, so vintage... 11:42 PM


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