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Sunday, August 16, 2009
"Here girl, dry your tears with this ShamWow."
These guys keep appearing in my dreams and it's really strange. Especially the one with the Saul Williams poem. Excuse me as I LOL at that one.
Dear Dream Lord,
Please tell me what my dreams mean.
Love, Morgan.
1 comment:
Alee
August 17, 2009 at 9:33 PM
HAHAHA
They've got MAJOR junk.
Mmmm.
Hairy.
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Dear Fuckingham
NOTHING PERSONAL.
"Why don't I ask me how I feel about this."
Life is getting heavy.
I'll just stick that in my memory box.
I was just thinking.
I'm sharing this.
I walk around with the same question on my lips.
Oh, hello.
"Here girl, dry your tears with this ShamWow."
I like all the lonely looking photos.
Stop calling me crazy.
Last night.
Multiple Personalities
Go green.
I wrote this for you.
Snap, crackle, pop.
Whoa, sorry.
"Don't you dare tell me nothing matters. Everythin...
Dear Universe,
Poker face.
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ReplyDeleteThey've got MAJOR junk.
Mmmm.
Hairy.