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how long did i wait watching this to see if anything else happens...............pmsl got fkin dizzy haha |
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was in great mood, then someone have his way to totally ruined it and turn me in bitchy mode
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was in great mood, then someone have his way to totally ruined it and turn me in bitchy mode think thats catching |
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was in great mood, then someone have his way to totally ruined it and turn me in bitchy mode think thats catching hey lone |
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house books |
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was in great mood, then someone have his way to totally ruined it and turn me in bitchy mode anytime you let your mood react negatively to someone's actions they continue winning till you are done letting it bothering you why you ask do you think they care if you have a negative reaction rarely and sometimes; if not most times, that is their goal |
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was in great mood, then someone have his way to totally ruined it and turn me in bitchy mode anytime you let your mood react negatively to someone's actions they continue winning till you are done letting it bothering you why you ask do you think they care if you have a negative reaction rarely and sometimes; if not most times, that is their goal i know, but im a donuts like that sometimes. but does made me think of what and why the cause of their action. no, wonder im shading badly |
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was in great mood, then someone have his way to totally ruined it and turn me in bitchy mode think thats catching hey lone hey fallen |
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hooray the 4th of july is almost here |
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UHOH. Sparks is picking on DUB. lol |
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Edited by
smartwithsparks
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Thu 07/03/14 05:37 AM
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UHOH. Sparks is picking on DUB. lol You Know That Looks Like Sparky...lol |
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There once was a man from Kent.
His d!ck was too long so it bent. What he thought he could do Was fold it in two. But the next time he came, he went. My first poem. So proud |
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There once was a man from Kent. His d!ck was too long so it bent. What he thought he could do Was fold it in two. But the next time he came, he went. My first poem. So proud |
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