AND GET SPANKED BY MEE.


the writer.What can I say when the sun goes down? And I twist and twist the things that I feel I need to say; the things that only come out at night.the writer.
Maybe if you lift my chin It will lift my self-confidence And I can finally know The thoughts behind Your twisting blue Eyes.
I back track though every minute Trying to dissect you Until you become cords of tissue that mean nothing at all
So I'm back to where I started Back to the night which is a hood to hide my eyes
To hide an idea I have.
To chase me through the storybook woods and catc


personalitymusic is trapped in my mind and it can't come outpersonality
love is trapped in my soul because I'm not sure if I have one or not.
Mein.
it really means a lot to me
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Me-I wouldn't consider myself mean.
Friend-Well, okay. But would you consider yourself a fucking asshole?!
Me-...Not in so many words.
(\\../)
(O.o) copy bunny into your signature to
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(_)(_) With his cookie...
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Me-I wouldn't consider myself mean.
Friend-Well, okay. But would you consider yourself a fucking asshole?!
Me-...Not in so many words.
(\\../)
(O.o) copy bunny into your signature to
(}O{) help him achieve world domination...
(_)(_) With his cookie...
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The cat's whiskers.
you're so nice
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Me-I wouldn't consider myself mean.
Friend-Well, okay. But would you consider yourself a fucking asshole?!
Me-...Not in so many words.
(\\../)
(O.o) copy bunny into your signature to
(}O{) help him achieve world domination...
(_)(_) With his cookie...
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The cat's whiskers.
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