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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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8:16 PM, She Laughed And She Laughed With Her Surreptitiously
Friday, November 21, 2008
I'm sad to say that as much as i do not like violence, i'm surrounded by violent people. My lovely friend is violent. D is violent. Wan, you're violent too. My little brother is damn violent. And my baby is violent too.. You can be vulgar and stubborn and irritating and shits, but why be violent? I don't understand you know.. I'm worried, but i don't know why. I really don't know why. Forget it, i'm already late. Post again soon.
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