oh my gosh...ears are in pain...mind over matter...M.O.B.=Music over Bytches...thats wassup...these taquitos at lunch were like all tortilla, gross ever...but bro hoe made up for it...valentines is coomin...ooh, you kno what that means? some quality time with me and my DOPi ...thats right...only HE can make me skream...its not weird, not even a phase... yo im commited to him...no one can come between me and him...i want some frozen peaches...maybe even jello pie...NOOO enrique is goin to job corps...a tear has been shed...he cannot go...i will not allow it...he is like my boo...i love that kidman...
SO WHOS THIS DOPEY U SPEAK OF?~I BE ONE UP IN THIS SEQUENCE~RECENTLY ALOTTS BEEN ON MY MIND LIKE DAUGHTERS AND BEATS SON~MONEY OVER BITCHES I LISTEN TO PEOPLE IN DIFFERENT REGIONS~WHY U WANT FROZEN PEACHES AND JELLO PIE WHEN I GOT THE SHIT U NEEDING!...UH!!
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