Oh did I mention I had to get gas today and got some on my jeans?
Yeah, I totally love that smell of gasoline all day.
Fucking eh.
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- vomit in or around my face
- open letter to god and rage
- school for the blind
- sick in the face for reals
- excited innards
- soco makes me soso
- sea of emotion part 2
- rage and the poor house
- dreams and rockstar
- headaches and drunk dialers
- wierd habits pt. 1
- Tour of Love 07'
- keeping score and texting
- irrational fears and pet peeves
- nicknames, juno and awesome
- sick sex
- shit on your grave
- dt vbp dirty whore
- porn stars keep 'em guessin!
- gasoline makes me run
- rusty forks
- traffic and secret visitors
- sick in the face
- depression and bad haircuts
- coworkers from hell
- guitar hero
- ambushed and suffocated
- i am a sea of emotion...
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