"I fell in love with a bad, bad man Ever since I met him I been sad, sad, sad June faded into blooms of September's moon waned and grooved Your perfume haunted me long after I saw the swing of heaven's gate open in toward me"
If you hate them, you'll love me.
I'm a nineteen year old wild child. I fill my days with chit chats, writing, thinking, creeping people out, drinking, and loving my gals. Of course there's much more, but thats for me to know and you to gossip about.
In short I follow the beat of my own cracky drum.
And oh yeah, I speak in Shantiffthomlang, deal with it!
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