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You may dance now.
A description. I should describe something. But what? I don't really want to describe myself or my life or anything because none of that is interesting; I mean, what would anyone want to know about a 20 year old guy who goes to school in Montreal, sings, raps, writes, loves sports and music and is pretty fucking awesome? Not much, eh? Exactly. Anyway, since I have no idea what to describe, I just won't describe anything.
You can follow me on Twitter tho. @TeemuSalimme
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with her top off
She was sitting there playing Playstation.
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This wasn't what she expected.
She walked into this wanting something. "Walked" isn't the right word... She ran. She sprinted. Jackie Joyner-Kersee, but no dr.. I shouldn't. All I'm saying is she was a good girl - a really good girl - and she was full of passion. Full of ambition. She wanted this more than anything, and she was going to make it happen no matter what.
The problem was just that. She wanted it too much. Her expectations were higher than he was. He was the "P word" she doesn't want me to say it, at first. His lips. His tattoos. The way he always wore his hat. His accent. She was elated. More often than not, he was sedated. He was out of this world, until she realized he wasn't really a part of this world.
All of a sudden, faster than how she first imagined the act of "speed-balling", it was over. She saw it. She realized. "Lilly was right," she thought, frustrated. So was Tina and Ricky, who was just jealous, and Julia an.. you get the point! There wasn't an upper in the universe...
Like his own on several different occasions, her crash was bitter, brutal. BAM!!! but on dru.. I shouldn't.
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In College there is no assigned seating
But there is a unwritten rule if im sitting in the same spot for 2 months, dont be a fuckboy and sit there.
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So, whoppers and mello yello.
Nicky's swinging and Michael's watching him.
I'm watching hockey. He couldn't handle the pass.
Beyonce called. I let it go to voicemail. Kell..
Or was it Michelle..? I think it was Kelly.
She was around and I didn't wanna stir anything up.
They just scored. I did too.
Don't tell her. These whoppers are good.
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