I know your out there.
I can feel you now.
I'm going to show these people what you never wanted them to see, a world without control, a world without boundaries.
Anyway... What I'm trying to say is, leave a comment if you read about me please =D I don't like to feel like I'm talking to myself.
I'll blog l8r tonight I'm dying Courtney's hair fun colourz!!!
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My brief, probably prejudiced impression of you from browsing your blog while at work:
You're rude but care about your friends, complain about being unemployed but secretly love living out the bohemian lifestyle, vain but insecure...
You also sound like a wigga to me with your 'whattup bitches' attitude. So don't be mean to fat boy.
Call your grandma.
Hahahaha... YES I am the biggest wigger you have ever met hahaha!
Umm anyway.. you don't know me and forgive me for being so defensive but I feel like I've been misjudged by a total stranger who thinks she knows me by reading about what I do at work or dying my best friends hair...
I AM infact employed and making a half decent wage now...
Vain perhaps...
Insecure? I'm WAY to wierd to afford to be insecure. I used to care what other people thot but now I'm just crazy.
"whattup bitches" was a joke. I do that from time to time, strange, huh?
And I love my grandma and although upon relfection my post DID sound like I was using her for her cookies.. it is infact, not the case.
And fat boy was aking for it with his dollar print shoes.
Now be nice geeze...
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