I love motorbikes

it actually was a dressed up real ninja he was japanese at the kareoke bar. I can’t forget. I was a cheerleader at karaoke & there were no crashes. philosophically it’s absurd but in practice. where should I go in bali. I will talk to the guy that named me beautiful. I would like some really comfortable sex now. I actually do miss him. he was different before I left but maybe I was too. it was her nice boyfriend dream with a dog.

I actually did not like the pink girl. I really like the black & white one. obviously. fuck you. why the fuck did your friends stand that. why did you make my scar like frankenstein why did you fuck up the surgery why did you put fucking pins in my hand when you could not break the bone. why the fuck did you break my hand without a bruise on you. why did you lie. why did you leave after every time youcalled the cops. what is actually a diplomat beyond knowing a bunch of random facts? wear slippers on your balcony & know the reason. we didn’t dance it was too crowded & the music was ah. we painted & sat & chilled & then our friend vomited & we went home. I don’t even take selfies anymore preschool is ruining me. I don’t know why this weird boy game I am not a fan. I want a partner.  tomorrow I have to go back to the warp zone. omg I missed it but it rained.

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