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Thursday, December 25th, 2003

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    4:43p
    Man nav termosa...
    Es luudzos un luudzos lai man uzdaavina mazu termosinju, bet nekaa... Nav nekaa nekaa kaa es veeleejos...
    Es veeleejos, lai man uzdaavina parastos ziimuljus, dazhaadu cietiibu, bet nekaa...
    Es veeleejos, lai man uzdaavina mazu termosinju, vienalga cik lielu, bet nekaa...
    Es veeleejos, lai pa Ziemassveetkiem mums buutu treninji, ne paaraak daudz, bet nekaa..
    Es veeleejos, lai uz Ziemassveetkiem man buutu pieticis atturiibas, lai es nepieriitos taa, ka nevar pakusteeties, bet nekaa...
    Es veeleejos, lai uz Ziemassveetkiem man nebuutu taads deguns kaa caurs balons ar uudeni, bet nekaa...
    Es veeleejos, lai uz Ziemassveetkiem man pietiktu izturiibas, es domaaju iekshu izturiibas, lai nelaistu paar luupu peec karstviina, bet nekaa...
    Es veeleejos, lai uz Ziemassveetkiem vismaz kaads nepateiktu- "KAA TU VAREEJI DABUUT PIE JURGES 10???????" , bet nekaa...
    Es vispaar cereeju, ka viss buus baigi labi, bet sapratu, ka viss buus baigaa dirsaa tad, kad 12.34 pie durviim pazvaniija. Es biju netiiraa halaataa, striipainaas biksees, izpuurusi un tiko pamodusies. Bija atbraucis mans IDEAALAIS krustteevs. Vinjsh man uzdaavinaaja graamatu.
    GRAAMATU!!!!!!! Ja kaads tuvaakajaa laikaa brauc uz Griekjiju, mieriigi griezieties pie manis, man ir izsmeljosh celjvedis pa Griekjiju, kura veertiiba ir 15 LS. Mieriigi, man no taas pashas seerijas ir arii celjvedis pa Itaaliju, nekautreejaties...

    Current Mood: nosalusi
    Current Music: bi-2 POLKOVNIK
    6:06p
    Shitaa paarsmeejusies es sen nnebiju. Te divi pantinji no vispaareejaa saraksta:

    POEM # 7

    Holy mother, full of grace
    Bless my boyfriend's gorgeous face
    Bless his hair that tends to curl
    Keep him safe from all the girls
    Bless his arms that are so strong
    Keep his hands where they belong
    Bless his dick, the one i sucked
    Bless the bed, in which we fucked
    And if my Mom happened to walk in
    Bless the shit I'd be in.


    POEM # 8

    Sex is when a guys communication
    enters a girls information
    to increase the population
    for a younger generation
    do you get the information...
    or do you need a demonstration


    LAIMIIGU UN PANAAKUMIEM BAGAATU JAUNO 2004. GADU!!!!!!

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