Words From A Wannabe
Perverted Prose Before Your Morning Poptart
16 December 2007
She's not afraid, she just likes to use her night light .
I hate confusing feelings. I hate mixed signals.
I just...I don't know.
I really don't know what to do.
I am just....
spent.
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'nuff said
It's too late to apologise.
I'm impressed.
She's not afraid, she just likes to use her night ...
Take that vest off, you look like Aladdin.
That's what I was *TRYING* to do!
I'm writing your tragedy.
Heh
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