Buy my shit. I want an iPhone.
It’ll be here on Thursday. All my dreams will come true, and I’ll be the most popular boy on campus. Passers-by will throw sex at me. I will never get sick again. If I had cancer, it’d be cured.
{ 2007 09 13 }
not gracefully
{ 2007 09 13 }
Buy my shit. I want an iPhone.
It’ll be here on Thursday. All my dreams will come true, and I’ll be the most popular boy on campus. Passers-by will throw sex at me. I will never get sick again. If I had cancer, it’d be cured.
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