FTWillz

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Gender: Female
Age: 17
Sign: Gemini
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August 27, 2022

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08/27/2007 03:41 PM 

why oh why am i here?
Current mood:  ashamed


to whom it may concern,

i hate these things i really do ..... myspace, blogs, e-relationships and the likes ...

but at the same time i am completely technologically infantile. i have no idea how

to make a website, or anything like that. so an acquaintance of mine convinced me

to do this myspace thing for a short time as an easy way to post art and such as

often as i want without really knowing what i’m doing. sorry for the cliche’s; and

any confusion, but i promise that once i get my sh*t together i will do something in

a proper medium, but until then soak in my disdain if you’d like.

from the bottom of the barrel,

FT Willz

06/12/2006 07:11 PM 

from my head to my middle finger, i really think i like you.
Current mood:  pure

i’m a little coffee pot short, stout, and burnt beyond recognition. Sour to the taste

and an and, and an and, and the end.

what a dark mess of chemicals we have become.

look through my caffeinated eyes my love.i see the sun in all its ultraviolet glory. it

beckons me to abort my life of painstaking procrastination

.....and all i want for xmas is to fly 2 blunts deep.

i drive for days and sleep for miles, but never a drop to drink. No Control, but not

exactly a riot either. f*** me you’re such a riot.

i’ve found healing powers beyond my wildest dreams, behind your lips. i am the

dinosaur soaring toward extinction. So smoke ‘em if you got ‘em kids.....cause Joe

Camel needs the pocket cash. or just read ‘em and weep sweetheart cause my royal

flush comes with a love note. i bleed spades, you draw horses.....

may the lord strike down our penniless heroes,

for if not we must take matters into our own hands.

everything will be new when we open our eyes for the first time.

so i’ll pick you up at 7 and we’ll have a real sh*tty time, but at least we’ll have a

time

i’d love you to hate my guts if they weren’t already covered in ulcers...ulcers only

a mother could love.

so for now peace love and misdemeanors,

cause i plan on being out of step for awhile my dear .

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