Typical Teen: Bonneylake Prom (:

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Bonneylake Prom (:

4 comments:

AnonymousMay 02, 2010
You are such a DORK!!! How is it possible we are related?
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LilaMay 03, 2010
And where is the group of 26 while you were playing???? And while I am thinking about it....your dates????
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Grumpy old manJune 05, 2010
Hi, I followed you here from Tayebug, love your articles, and love your pics. YOu have a lovely blog, and I do hope you do not pay attention to Anonymous up here.

Hope your Sunday is going to be filled with fun and laughter.
Colin.
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Books&JewelsJuly 13, 2010
pretty dress!
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Facebook Friend Requests

My friend Cheyanne is one of those girls who you are very happy when your on their good side.
"I got a Facebook request from Jordan the other day and I was like why is this bitch adding me so I ignored it. I only wish that their was a application on facebook where it would pop up on her profile, Cheyanne ignored your friend request because you are a little pussy ass bitch and you should not even think of adding me, and your fat, but it doesnt so Im just going to tell her."
Again really glad to be on her good side

Bird Sings Why The Caged I Know

It's the bird, it must have been the bird
Disgusting critter, it must
We should have known better then to trust
This disease infested ball of lust and carnage
Piece of garbage with wings and she has the guts to sing
Get the bird, catch her shoot her, I dont care
Get the bird, bring her down to the ground from out the air
Gotta tear her apart, let me at her first
Sink her to the level of the rest of us that inherit the earth
What's she thinking? does she really believe
That shes above the creatures that work the dirt and the streets
See her up in the tree, looking down at you and me
Like she's chosen over those who walk around on two feet
The bird, the melodys she play
The music she make, rubbing our faces in the feces of the daybreak
Trying to remind us, its time to awake
Antaganizing and instigating my hate
The chirps, I turn them into screams
My feathered friends end will justity the means
Disturbed, I'll grab her by her beak
And swing her in circles untill she's too dizzy to speak
Well I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nest
Break her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast
(she's a snake that can fly) she's just food for the fleas
She thinks she's better then me just because she's free?
I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nest
Break her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast
(she's a snake that can fly) she's just food for the fleas
She thinks she's better then me just because she's free?
My beautiful bird has gone away