Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Heaven.

"i'm going for gymnastic classes after igcses you know"
"what you mean??"
"imma be a gymnast -.-"

"sweet you will be very useful in bed in future... ahahahah"
"only doing it for taylor lautner <3"
"pfft. i'll teach you how first"
"oh shit i just realized i have aids"
"opppsss"
"still wanna teach me?:)"
"yeah!!!"
"comecome i'd love one more person to have aids:)"
"ahahahah:) when and where?"
"right now in dominos"

"owh!! let's go. goo meet me at the toilet"
"i'm already there"
"we continue once you're online ;)"

I used to like talking to you. It was like the funnest and best thing for me to do. But you just 'fucked me over'. Screw you. I can't believe I actually cared about what you did and who you talked to. You're just a sad fucktard who needs some help.

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