Monday, August 10, 2009
We could leave this town and run forever.
If I didn't have the worst conditioned hair on the planet I'd be platinum in a heart beat.
Borrowing the long black fringe wig from work very soon.
Cutting off some ripped up stockings and bringing out my Docs that ripped up my heel.
Where's ya stomach at??
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