| I have lots of stamps! I <3 stamps! |


Slayer part 7Drake's hand slaps over my screaming mouth. Sh. He hisses. Wouldn't want a Barger to see us, right Love? Drake laughs as I bite his hand. Do all you want, it's not going to hurt me. I don't let go of his fingers, biting them hard; drawing blood. He smacks my head against my car, causing a dent in my new car. I let go of his bloodied fingers, feeling delusional. Now, will you be a good girl? Drake asks.Slayer part 7
I nod my head once, my head pounding with the effort. Good. Drake cradles me against his body, like a baby. He opens my car door, laying me in the back seat. G
| Hey. Name's Brittany. Now that that's over with let's get down to buisness. I am a bitch. That is your fair warning. you ask me if you're fat, I'll tell you the truth in the bluntest way possible. I don't hold back, so if you want to know, think before you ask me. I do NOT care what the color of your skin is, your height, weight, etc.. I WILL come after you if you fuck with me and/or my friends. I fave a lot. You don't like it, which would be absurd, then don't talk to me. You diss me. Blocked. Now I don't have to look at that clump you call a face. I am very outgoing, happy-go-lucky and I never refuse a dare. My friends tell me to do something in public, I'll do it. Usually they're the ones that tell me not to do it, not my mind. If you are in your early teens and you claim that you're bi. I already hate you. Lose your virginity first, then decide. You're only bi because your brain is telling you to experiment since it hasn't had sexual content with the oppiste sex. Capiche? I cannot stand people that claim they are something. the most common: Scene and random. I hate those bright colored neon pants. You only wear those to get attention. And random. If you CLAIM that you are something, you are automatically a POSER. Oh I'm so random LA LA LA LA. NO YOU ARE NOT! SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I STAB YOU WITH A FORK AND TWIRL YOUR INSIDES LIKE SPAGHETTI! I also hate people that say: Rawr, fishtacos, tacos, waffles, muffins, pancakes. THOSE ARE OVERUSED "Random" TERMS! BE CREATIVE! Now that you know what is on my mind, always remember before you ask me something, think about it and brace yourself for the BLUNT TRUTH. Before I offically leave, I would like to say, I do love to write. And read, once again, I don't care what you say about me. Because I don't care. You don't know me/ nor will you get the chance to. Tough luck. I can be very laid-back but I set off easily. If you send me a diss or hate comment as I block you, I will be dying of laughter. So go ahead, diss me and make my day. Humor me. |
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Never take life seriously. No one makes it out alive anyway!
"When the moon in the sky is round and bright. Evil comes out to play at night. Witches cavort and mad men rave. And creatures reach out from beyond the grave" - Druid Prophecy
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my
portfolio: [link]
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Never take life seriously. No one makes it out alive anyway!
"When the moon in the sky is round and bright. Evil comes out to play at night. Witches cavort and mad men rave. And creatures reach out from beyond the grave" - Druid Prophecy
--
my
portfolio: [link]
my stock account :[link]
--
Never take life seriously. No one makes it out alive anyway!
"When the moon in the sky is round and bright. Evil comes out to play at night. Witches cavort and mad men rave. And creatures reach out from beyond the grave" - Druid Prophecy
--
my
portfolio: [link]
my stock account :[link]
--
Never take life seriously. No one makes it out alive anyway!
"When the moon in the sky is round and bright. Evil comes out to play at night. Witches cavort and mad men rave. And creatures reach out from beyond the grave" - Druid Prophecy
--
Never take life seriously. No one makes it out alive anyway!
"When the moon in the sky is round and bright. Evil comes out to play at night. Witches cavort and mad men rave. And creatures reach out from beyond the grave" - Druid Prophecy
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