..Pressed against her face, I could feel her insecurity, Her mother'd been a drunk- And her father was obscurity. Nothin' ever came from a life that was a simple one; pull yourself together girl and have a little fun.

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Sunday, November 04, 2007

 I haven't wrote on here for about a year or something..

I deleted some blogs because they were pointless &embarrassing. 

nightxx


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