Sunday, December 2, 2007
i think about you all the time,
i think about you when i'm working,
i think about you when i'm washing my trays,
i think about you when i'm shiting,
i think about you when i'm baking,
i think about you when i'm in the bus,
i think about you when i'm alone.
i think about you most of the time.
i think about you now and then,
you fucking cunt.
you made me stay out of hiphop music, vagina face.
i can't wait to stuck a pistol up to your ass since you want to be a sex pistol so much.
FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING CUNT.
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- tea.
