Roses are red
Pickles are green
I like your legs,
and what's in-between.
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Anytime some well-meaning person forces you to demonstrate you have no talent and rubs your nose in the fact you're a failure at the only dream you ever had, take another drink.
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- mixed emotions
- ready
- let's make a sandwich
- yesss
- soundtrack to my life
- creature
- fuck school
- urinal
- life
- hungover
- oh my fucken god
- want need
- Leon Mark
- light
- you're up next
- my kitchen
- b'fast
- jellyfish
- till 6 in the morning
- black
- what?
- .
- weeds
- thankfuck
- dont be suprised
- bio
- neverland
- gotta
- http://www.formspring.me/rachey88
- golden
- candyshop
- above the clouds
- uhoh
- sexy
- what they don't teach
- #200
- repeat
- Saturday night fright
- time to kill
- fml
- monsters
- stranger than friction
- Bec Parsons.
- vodka
- cobra
- .
- sorry
- spoonme
- druggs
- can't help it
- bs
- maui wowie
- b o r e d
- fuck it
- mclovin
- babybabybaby
- fucktastic
- god doesn't exist
- black
- it keeps going
- jiizzzzzz;
- yeahhh bitches.
- don't push it.
- omfg
- decaying construct
- we are the killers
- it's time to
- wishful misery
- It's your choice
- whinge
- insane in the membrane
- No title
- perfect
- roses are red
- weighted secrets
- QT
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