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So, quickchopping isn't for me, as evidenced by the GIANT CHUNK OF FINGER I seem to be missing. And hm, maybe if you tell me to call you up at eight to set things up for tomorrow, Tera dear, you should like, be around? So I don't have to chase you around the world? But that always was your way, wasn't it. You know, for all the renovations you've made to your character and life, including the dropping of yours truly, you haven't changed one fucking bit, stupid whore. Definition of a drug addict: Someone who starts a DXM trip an hour and a half before her recovery meeting. Oops... "With a taste of your lips I’m on a ride You’re toxic I’m slipping under With a taste of poison paradise I’m addicted to you Don’t you know that you’re toxic And I love what you do Don’t you know that you’re toxic" - "Toxic", Britney Spears That's fucking right, bitch. Can I put Britney Spears on the same mix as Brujeria, and throw Bond and Bad Religion on there too for good measure? (Wow... that's a lot of B's.) p.s. Does punctuation go inside quotes, á la "Title," or is it like, "Title", as above? |
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