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make it better ( 8 )
Friday, July 17, 2009

so this thursday , almost got ruined, no ?
buuuuuuuh naw. :)
can't break me or make me.


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fuuck what you herd, or fuck what you will hear.

lemme dedicate a song paragraph . LAWL.
( 8 )

we can still make it better
i suffocate when your away from me.
and im going outaa my mind.
becuz how do i breathe without you here by my side,?
becuz whatever you need.. it is youurs.
cant enuf of youu..
you say you want passion, i think you found it.
cuz boy you know i i i , dont need candles or cake, just need your body to make it.
and when you call me i dont wana hang up..
i knwo i put you thru hell
but in my arms is where u need to be.
becuz if i had one wish
it wud be you saying that im everything to you, and baby just trust me i swear this is the truth.

dont ask im bored, and my music is playing. (:


FUUUUUUUCK IT
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gottaa stay strong and be a goooood kid for sistertashya. <3
love youu for reeeeeal. !
sister tashya, i miss you.
can u runaway from chicago and come back now :(



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