Our Donut Business

The savageunion, sells donuts glazed with pure evil and baked in an unholy presence. Tastes just as good as your first inhuman thought. 2ounces of virgin tears and cruel fate for one

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Post of gloom

Very sian. Olvl sian. So Sian. I think these days are gonna kill me soon.

When i see practice papers...
stunstunstunstunstun
stunstunstunstunstunstunstunstunstunstun
stunstunstunstunstunstunstunstunstunstunstunstunstunstunstun
huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh
wahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwah
wahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwahwah
my humors dying. my liveliness dying. my mouse dying. my tolerance dying.
class chalet, grad night, purge me of this sorrow. COS IT HURTS MY ASS.


Ivan's our class's eight ball. #8 black. It cant be meddled with until you meddle in the rest. strangely hard to in and always in wrong hole. lol

my post has lost its color today.

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