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Post by cheynonie on May 19, 2006 16:17:52 GMT -5
Shanti Came Out Her Hott Body Swayed She Smirked At The Pathetic Girls Who Had No Looks She Was There Because Of Selling Drugs And Being Such A Risktaker She Shot A Police officer Her Perfect Hair Swayed With Her She Was Popular NAd Boys Digged Her She Was NOT A Virgin
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Post by .Hazel. on May 19, 2006 16:22:31 GMT -5
Why the hell am I here? the girl thought. She was leaning against a building. Her hair was in her eyes. She sighed, looking around. There were a lot of druggies here; she could tell. Obviously, by the way they acted. Well, not that she'd never tried drugs before. That was in the past, though. She sighed, watching as a girl walked in.
What a sl*t. she thought, leaning back. [/color][/size] |
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Post by cheynonie on May 19, 2006 16:25:50 GMT -5
Shanti Saw The Weird Girl And Walked Over "What Are You Doing Here? This Is For People Are Cool Not Some F*ckin B*thches" She Said A Smirk Came To her Face
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Post by .Hazel. on May 19, 2006 16:28:36 GMT -5
What crawled up your *ss? I don't think I'm the b*itch. she replied cooly, not looking at the girl. She sighed, standing up and not leaning on the building. She began to walk out. [/color][/size] |
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Post by cheynonie on May 19, 2006 16:36:00 GMT -5
She Smiled Most Girls That Were ugly Had Stupid Comebacks Like That "Come On Girls" She said To Her Friends She walked over to a hott drunk guy sitting in his lap she started flirting with him
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Post by .Hazel. on May 19, 2006 16:44:10 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes. Listen, I don't think you got it... YOU...ARE...A....SL*T...SO...LEAVE...ME...THE...F*CK...ALONE!!!!! Got it through you f*cking blonde head? she asked, placing her hands on her hips. She stormed off. [/color][/size] |
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Post by cheynonie on May 19, 2006 16:47:08 GMT -5
she wasnt listening she was to intrested in her hott body mixing with this guy Well You Can Just Leave B**ch
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Post by .Hazel. on May 19, 2006 16:50:37 GMT -5
Oh, she said. What the f*ck are you going to do about it?she asked, taking her hands out of her pockets.[/cetner] [/size] |
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Post by cheynonie on May 19, 2006 16:53:00 GMT -5
She turned around done flirting with the guy but he was drooling on the floor for her I Dont Care What You Do With Your Stupid Out Of Shape Body Besides Why Would I want To Touch Your Filth
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Post by .Hazel. on May 19, 2006 16:54:33 GMT -5
She smirked. B*tch. she said, turning around. But something stopped her from leaving... [/size] |
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Post by cheynonie on May 19, 2006 16:57:51 GMT -5
She Tossed her hair Waiting for someone to do something else "Shut up" she said to the moaning guy who was drooling for her
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Post by .Hazel. on May 19, 2006 17:00:21 GMT -5
She turned around. If you weren't such a sl*t, you wouldn't have to deal with b*st*rds like him. she said, mockingly, as she turned around. [/color][/size] |
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Post by cheynonie on May 19, 2006 17:04:46 GMT -5
Thats Your problem Your To dumb To See I Like It When People Drool Over Me In Just A Moment Hell Ask To Make Out With Me And Ill Say Yes Hes To Smart To Not Ask. Its Better Then You You Dont Have Any Boyfriends And I have Many she said Besides B**ths like you wouldnt understand what its like to be beautiful
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Post by .Hazel. on May 19, 2006 17:09:51 GMT -5
Like a give a sh*t about being 'beautifuk.?' Well, as you describe it, beauty means that you come home every night to a broken down apartment and wonder if your pregnant or not. And if you were, you'd wonder who the father was. You call that beautiful? she asked, putting her hands on her hips. You're not beautiful. You're just an over-liposucked, fake breasted, fat *ss wh*ore. she said. [/color][/size] |
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Post by cheynonie on May 19, 2006 17:14:02 GMT -5
acting like she took offence to that but secretly it was a compliment I Take Birth Controle Pills EveryNight And My Apartment Is Very Sexy For My Favorite Men Oh YouPoor Depressed Child You Probably Go Home Everynight and cry yourself to sleep well guess what i dont give a d*m Bi*ch
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