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Creamy Vegetable Fuck
May. 1st, 2002 02:45 pmI really didn't want to go to class today. I woke up with thoughts of destruction and class evasion. I didn't let these troubled thoughts hinder me from doing what was right: going to class.
So we had to write this shit for my first class. We had class outside for the second class. We had class inside for the third. We had class inside for the fourth. It was all a bunch of baloney.
I didn't shower this morning because I didn't have the time to do so. I smell kinda bad right now and I feel pretty dirty. I have a lot of work to catch up on today.
This girl in my last class looked exceptionally beautiful today. She was wearing make up. Without make up, she's a knock out. With make up, she turned my world upside down. There are many girls that I think are pretty. Too many to name. It's too futile a task as well.
So we had to write this shit for my first class. We had class outside for the second class. We had class inside for the third. We had class inside for the fourth. It was all a bunch of baloney.
I didn't shower this morning because I didn't have the time to do so. I smell kinda bad right now and I feel pretty dirty. I have a lot of work to catch up on today.
This girl in my last class looked exceptionally beautiful today. She was wearing make up. Without make up, she's a knock out. With make up, she turned my world upside down. There are many girls that I think are pretty. Too many to name. It's too futile a task as well.
