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Someone bought his own pair of fugly sunglass. Because he liked mine. Fuckin' hell, I started a trend.
| Sometimes I really wish people would stop taking pictures of me mid-race. Thank god that ax-murdering one wasn't tagged. |
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| I'd make some witty tweet about AP testing, but I signed in like 14 places that I wouldn't. |
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| On the bright side, my 60+ coach likes my new hair... which I fashioned with Crayola scissors. Success. |
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| My body is falling apart--worse shape than that random flat tire today. (...that didn't start out as a boob joke, but...) |
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| I thought www.saulwilliams.com was one of the coolest sites ever. And then I pressed the directional keys. *Mind blown* |
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| Hm... English project (read a Shakespeare tragedy [suggestions?]) or Math project (build city out of duplos)? Yup, senior year is tough. |
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| So your ulna nerve is one of those things you don't appreciate until you seriously injure it. Again. Please, love your elbows--CARPE WENIS! |
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| He told me I looked nice today. My first thought? "Wow, those Snare! workouts are finally paying off!" |
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| "Dominque under-performed on the paparazzi shoot. She can't control her angles, & with all that make up she looked like a hot tranny mess!" |
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| Friend made me a cheat sheet for ANTM so I can hold my own in a conversation about Tyra and trick people into thinking I watch US TV. |
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| @cleversimon The concluding sentence is the cherry on top: "Ralph's ambition is to one day become a politician." |
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| ...insincerity, desire for kids, fear of having kids, inability to raise kids, or general concern about dental hygeine. Mystery Solved, thx! |
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| Freaming of losing teeth. Internet Says: loss of innocence, fear of change, readiness for change, insecurity, fear of looking foolish... |
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| _Gospel According to Larry_ + _Illuminatus!_ + testosterone = _Fight Club_. In the best way possible. |
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| @timoni You could almost say that they are harder-better-faster-stronger than my glasses. =] |
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| The time I previously put towards making my bed every day has now been donated to surfing twitter. Hope you enjoy. |
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| Someone asked if I would sell them my Fugly Satirical Sunglasses today. "... but you're not supposed to *like* them!" Ugh, fuck fashion. |
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| HEY NOW. THIS IS NO LONGER AN ABANDONED JUNKYARD. PISS OFF. -Love, that huge fucking rottweiler. |
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| So we were going to write letters to Frouad, but he's been freed since I last checked. Cool... now what do I do for Peace Club this week? |
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