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how can you tell the difference between her ankles and her calves?
Critical Charley's.
ok say whatever u wish about me. just to point out, why dont you trying wearing those shoes and standing their for an hour and 45 minutes w/o sitting down.
Um, because I'm a guy.
Kid Afrika Wrote:how can you tell the difference between her ankles and her calves?
:lol:
make fun of me go rite ahead. i have the will power to take ur slander. i'll just add all of you to my list of heartless, filthy ppl, i've incountered in my pathetic 18 years of life. hurt me, make me feel like shit. the emotional abuse i've dealt with is over baring but i still manage to hold my head up high.
"Bring Me To Life"
(feat. Paul McCoy)

how can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I’ve become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

now that I know what I’m without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead

all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

(Bring me to life)
I’ve been living a lie, there’s nothing inside
(Bring me to life)
:thumbs-up:
Remember, real troopers go perpendicular to the wrist, not parallel :thumbs-up:
i feel the pain of shopping. i have a big ass so pants are a bitch to find. and i've given myself a maximum size limit that if i don't fit into i won't buy. dresses and such are a bitch too because to finds something that fits my ass it's usually falling off my top. my bad for being humanly proportioned i guess. one day i shall buy one of those cheapy mini sewing machines and fuck all those people who charge 500 bucks for a dress that costs 20 to make. and you're all welcome to bring on the fatass remarks, i know it is,. if you're too pathetic to take a couple of fat jokes then you're just too pathetic...
i've offered plastic surgery to fix that ass and top problem.
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