I’m done…

    Harriett can go make her own mistakes – I’m not gonna be the one to pick her up again. Fuck it…I’ve done all I can and that owning farmer cunt gets her? pffft…let him read this and come for me (like he’d dare – the pussy)

    (someone go behind and pick up the pieces of me please)

    — done and dusted —

    *offline for a while*

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    7 thoughts on “I’m done…

    1. And your friends will be here, waiting to say hi and give you hugs. Then sock anyone in the face who lips off to you.

    2. I second that, we’ll be here waiting.

    3. I agree! woo paul! 😀 can you agree with me that I’m not like my mum now? :S ;). PLUS I’m on my iPhone, just sayingg ;3

      1. Go. Hug. Her.

    4. Yes, we’ll be here, always for you my friend!

    5. snee,

      I’ll always be here to help and be supportive in any way that I can. Like sending you titty pictures and making you lasagna.

      <3

    6. Looks like I know where my friends are 🙂

      Listening to ‘Give Me Novocaine’ – Green Day. I’ve SO gotta see them live…

      Oh, and Arie? thanks, but no thanks to the lasagna – do I look like Garfield? (besides, I fucking HATE cheese…)

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