frances is stupid, we havent had a hurricaine hit in forty years, thats not changing this weekend. one JUST hit us, God's not that lame, we arent getting a one-two punch. i'm not worried about it at all.
dark chocolate kisses are the best. eat more.
i love my new green pants--but i really wish they had had my black pointy heels with the pink ribbons, thats what i went to buy---argh things like that anger me. oh well, the pants are hot, so says my lover.
ok so i bought that clearasil crazy fast working acne stuff thats supposed to clear up your face in three days---my face was being very naughty...i look gross....anywho so yesterday morning was day three, and what do i find on my face instead of clear skin? TWO new zits....2! how gay is that? i know...its bad. ugh whatever i am so over pimples i could cry.
--Stop. Collaborate and listen, Ice is back with my brand new invention. Something grabs a hold of me tightly, flow like a harpoon daily and nightly, will it ever stop? YO, i dont know, turn out the lights and i'll glow. to the extreme i rock the mic like a vandal....--
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