Neither am I but that doesn't stop me. The law has never stopped me from anything
I cant. I'm not of age, and I do not drink.
Oh! I get a green apple martini *pokes myspace grave's wilted flowers and giggles*
Let's drink alcohol over my MySpace's grave and mock it.
*BANG* it wasnt me
I read your mind and type the opposite of what I find there on purpose. MySpace never works...why did I get one...why...somebody shoot it.
/DEPRESSIONINCAPSLOCK That took me like 5 minutes to figure out.. Why do you have to be so mean, as to type things I cant understand? Do you do it on purpose?
Reading that thread about skinny people by lovehurts caused my reason to exist to slap me in the face and run away. /DEPRESSIONINCAPSLOCK
Look at the implications that I have a life, lol
I thought it had something to do with bunnies and kittens?