If you give them the chance.

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don't sell your heart,

Sunday, September 28, 2008

bitches like you

you know what... i really think u are damn despicable and bitch. u have got serious issues with me. and i have a prob wif u so juz get out of my life, my blog and everything bcos you are bloody despicable, you are a bloody freak, a bloody bitch and you think u know everything in the world. if i need to announce this to the whole wide world, i can do it just here. stop thinking u r the best and stop critisizing me. go throw all yr words to someone else, you are a major big time freak. and i like to be pissed at u bcos i nvr liked you in the first place, bitch.

don't say we're not meant to be.