Thursday, November 10, 2011

Can you think of a rhyme for this situation?

im texting the man in the mirror but it seams to have gone strait to you maybe it thinks you r me maybe you will sleep with my wife and my kids will call u dad coz every ******* thing i have you go and get u ******* sad **** were not twins grow up have your own style not mine **** face ::::::::::::::::wait a wile sorry that text was for my Shadow

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