Thursday, August 03, 2006

boo.

her name is the irony of her detestable face full of stinking S#!wo0ops...

...of the hopeless PROMISCUOUS pattern of a vile existence she created for herself.

I'm revolted by the mere thought of my name coming out of her rotten mouth.

that savage gold digging liar.

the parasite who will cling on persistently because she's nothing if she doesn't

the scum that will make you feel nothing but disgust and regret for ever having anything to do with her. having her is vexation, losing her is relief.

but if you're rather promiscuous too and you didn't know any better, then by all means, she's all yours. although... satisfaction NOT guaranteed. ;)


*** your life must be repugnant.

you'd be happy to know that for a minute there, i considered pitying you.


now, wouldn't you say that i'm such a niiiiiccceeee girl? 0=) ***

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