A place I leave words, telling you my story...
18 June, 2012
FOR YOU, BITCH
I don't know what is your brain made of. You're obsessed like an idiot, that's your problem. Please do not bring it and affect others.
If you're standing right in front of me right now, I PROMISE I will give you one big hard slap on your face. BITCH.
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