What. Ever.
We didn't want the keys to your stinking house anyway.
It was ugly.
And smelled funny.
And looked like a 70's design fiasco.
And your momma dresses you funny.
No, I'm not bitter.
Not. At. All.
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- Saki
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- A drifter, a dreamer, A soft hearted bitch, An actress, a princess, A split of whine
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1 comment:
i was kind of hoping to get the remains of the ripped out mustard shag carpeting, too. *sigh*
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