Saturday, April 25, 2009

painted whore. put on some more.

So this is what it's come to ?
Alright, I'll accept it.

Bitch.

You loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee her ?
Okk,
HAVE FUN
Good luck.

Lipstick.
Blush brush.

I don't know what you see in her.

FAKKEEE.

Thats what I see.

What a painted whore.

I wanna leave.
Just walk out.

Pleaseee.
You want me ?
Where were you?
Not near me, thats right.
Please don't lie to me.

If this is a game to you, you're pretty fcuking sick.

My heart isnt' a toy, it's not to be messed around with.
So don't.

Go find your painted whore.

and leave me alone.

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