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i blog-hop a lot and it has come to my attention that in every other blog i end up in,
there will always be those that have their own sypnosis
or better yet their own ideal description of what their brand
of friends is and should behave like. Some call them hypocrites and some simply label them back stabbers, posers etc,
to me personally,
i think the labelers themselves are the real hypocrites here.
It takes one to know one, they say.
And god forbid, i'm one of them.
I mean who the hell are you guys to say how your friends should be like?
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And now making it official,
I am a vulgar person.
I'll always be vulgar,
i'll scold whatever i want, whenever i want
and to whomever i want.
Too bad for you if you can't take it.
And please laa for goodness sake,
don't give me the "i think you're bias" crap,
bias...haha...it sounds funny the first time around.
There is a reason for what i do,
there is a reason why i tone down
my lingo when talking to some people,
and with your shitty attitude,
i can't seem to find the strength to tell
you the fuck why.
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"you ain't worth shit,
you ain't worth nothing.
i'm gonna shake you,
crush you with my 28's"
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And one more thing,
if there any saints out there
that in some way
not happy with, i-don't know-what,
come to me and say it straight to
my face.
do me that favor please.



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via FoxyTunes

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