Why don't you work anymore.
Remember the old days? All of the fun we use to have together? Changing font colours, adding pictures and i even remember the time when you let me bold words.
Now you've turned into a real bitch who only works when she wants too & i dont like it one bit.
Whore. I want a Divorce.
P.s. I know about Live Journal
Music is as Dangerous as Cocaine.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
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