well i just love the the comment on friendster that i left for dionisious or whatever the fuck his name is. well it's because of people like them...we all have to fucking pitch for perfume. and seriously perfume is hard. it can be done, no doubt. but just alot more drops of sweat and a much more tired and aching pair of legs and hands.
Staring at the orange sky @ 1:17 AM
Saturday, July 14, 2007
and oh yea... P.S. dun fucking shout at me when you can't get it your way. you owe me a favour not the other way around. it does not pay to be kind. so fuck all forms helping people and charity except when i pitch.
and i'm saying this again, i miss school to the core especially the threessome thats left there, see you guys soon!