Thursday, November 5, 2009

menace

Hi native
Hi surbian

My friends are lovely. And so are TCBY's which I am craving at the moment.
Libraryies smell like crabby bitch ladies that smell like overdue books and orange choclat.
Eraser puzzles, and burton hats. It tastes like hangnails and laberynth of printed colored paper. Feilds of song. And paris awaits. I'm supposed to be going in 2010. correction: I AM going.
i just need the $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
lord above I pray to you. Give me thyne blessing of cash monay.
I'll save up.
But at the moment Zuuult and Tuuult need my attention and my imput on not-so-simulating conversation.
I also need to get the anchors outta my pants and get a going on that there History project.
Hurray for Burton Cummings



































Zlata says can't spell

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