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2006-05-07 08:40:18 ET i feel like i'm dying. I mean, what the fuck mother nature! was it really nesseccary to have my rag come a week or two early? its kinda convient how it starts the week of my birthday. what the fuck! this is a fucked up birthday present from you! usually you give me the joy of Lily of the Valley blooms on my birthday. So this year you are going alittle backwards on me, No lillies, no beautiful smell of these little flowers, just blood and cotton to shove in my cunt. thank you! thank you very much, i really appericate this! so instead of having a normal enbriated 21st b-day... i'm going to be rushing to the bathroom every hour wondering if i'm leaking or not. its times like this, that you just wanna reach up inside and rip your ovaries out! |
