Imagine having a back for a leg. Or a neck for a wrist. Or a groin for a lung, or a finger for an ear, or a heart in your eye, or lots of little hearts instead of one big heart, all over your body in each organ, in each limb, a tiny heart.
This was the original chorus fo John Lennon's song, Imagine. But the mafia made him take it out...because it was scary to them.
I think I am a disapointed too. But I hope bad things for you not for me. I hope you die soon. I hope you die painfully. I hope you never get another job I hope you get what you deserve in the end (which I susspect you are not going to like)
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I can adopt you and tell you that everyday if you want.(buti will really mean 'i love you')
these pictures are cool
i'm not disappointed in you. today. yet.
Imagine having a back for a leg. Or a neck for a wrist. Or a groin for a lung, or a finger for an ear, or a heart in your eye, or lots of little hearts instead of one big heart, all over your body in each organ, in each limb, a tiny heart.
This was the original chorus fo John Lennon's song, Imagine. But the mafia made him take it out...because it was scary to them.
Albie
I hate it when my spelling errors make me sound black.
albie(star wars is horny)
i am not having a rad summer. now what?
I think I am a disapointed too. But I hope bad things for you not for me.
I hope you die soon.
I hope you die painfully.
I hope you never get another job
I hope you get what you deserve in the end (which I susspect you are not going to like)
:)
I hope you drink orange juice on a flimsy balcony over a cold translucent river. I hope you "shave my wound".
Albie
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