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Saturday, September 30th, 2006
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5:00 pm - Boring?
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So i havent been on in fuckin like 10 millin years because i kinda for got i had one after myspace came along... but im goin to spend the night at codys tonight... PEACE
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| Monday, February 7th, 2005
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6:19 am - Im still BoReD!!!
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Murderdolls
People Hate Me
I'm wretched, I'm infested, rejected and infected
I'm a loser, I'm a winner, a born-again sinner
Cut my throat and watch me bleed, addicted tragedy
And I hate you and you hate me
So stand in line motherfuckers don't waste my time
[pre-chorus]
See me in the headlines
Manipulate your simple minds
So put your hands up and praise
I'm your god and you're my slave
[chorus]
And people hate me, cause I'm better than you
And people hate me
And that's the motherfucking truth
People hate me and you can all fuck off
I'm perfect, pissed off, beautiful, I'm God
I'm a hooker, I'm your priest
I'm you brand new disease
I'm Satan with distortion, your overdue abortion
And now I'm singing out of key, the God of your T.V.
And all you children will worship me
So give me drugs, your bitches, and your S.T.D's
[pre-chorus/chorus]
I'm wicked and addicted, middle-finger double-fisted
I'm neurotic drug-induced and chemically abused
Cut my throat and watch me bleed
Addicted tragedy
And I hate you and you hate me
Wipe the snot onto my sleeve
For I'm your new disease
See me in the headlines
Manipulate your simple minds
So put your hands up and praise, I'm your God...
I'm homicide on parade, a bloody nose, serenade
I'm a human hand grenade
I'll never rot and never go away
I still like Kittie betta "She is not scared to dieeee!"
But ya styl gotta luv the murder dollz!
~*Lorieann*~
current mood: I cant trust no one!
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| Saturday, February 5th, 2005
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7:36 pm - BORED/GROUNDED
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Today SUCKED! I did nothing but clean today and all i got was a lousy fricken thank you from my momma. I miss john and i miss all mah gurlz.
said colt 45 and two zigzags baby thats all we need we can go to the park, after dark smoke that tumbleweed as the marijuana burn we can take our turn singin' them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong like cheech and chong and sell tapes from here to hong kong so roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems Feeling high as hell flyin' through palmdale skatin' on jaggy rims so roll, roll, the '83 cadilaac coupe deville if my tapes and my cds just don't sell, I bet my caddy will
well it was just sundown in small white town they call it east side palmdale when the afroman walked through the white land houses went up for sale well I was standing on the corner sellin' rap cds when I met a little girl named Jan I let her ride in my caddy because I didnt know her daddy was the leader of the ku klux klan we fucked on the bed fucked on the floor fucked so long I grew a fuckin' afro then I fucked to the left (left) fucked to the right (right) she sucked my dick 'til the shit turned white thought to myself sheeba-sheeba got my ass lookin' like a zebra I put on my clothes and I was on my way until her daddy pulled up in a chevrolet and so I ran I jumped out the back window but her daddy he was waitin' with a two-by-four he beat me to the left he beat me to the right the motherfucker whooped my ass all night but I ain't mad at her prejudice dad thats the best damn pussy I ever had got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine I'm gonna fuck that bitch just one more time!
Thats mah favorite song baba!!! well im so bored rite now...bye-DICK
current mood: em pleh
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