| behemot ( @ 2008-01-13 10:07:00 |
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
while i was drunk.
i left it laying on the street for the time it took me to walk up to the streetcorner and back. to walk hannah back. and we were pretty close.
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
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who would have thought that boxed wine would get my bike stolen. motherfucking franzia.
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now what? if i see someone riding my bike, there will be blood spilled. seriously. i dont think ive ever been more serious about something like that.
someone stole it
i loved that bike. and my worst fears are finally confirmed. and i doubt my parents are gonna wanna drop another 350 plus all of the extra shit i put on myself, plus all of the character and love i put into that bike. and all of my christmas presents.
depression.
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
while i was drunk.
i left it laying on the street for the time it took me to walk up to the streetcorner and back. to walk hannah back. and we were pretty close.
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
someone stole my bike
.............................
........................................
who would have thought that boxed wine would get my bike stolen. motherfucking franzia.
;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
....................
now what? if i see someone riding my bike, there will be blood spilled. seriously. i dont think ive ever been more serious about something like that.
someone stole it
i loved that bike. and my worst fears are finally confirmed. and i doubt my parents are gonna wanna drop another 350 plus all of the extra shit i put on myself, plus all of the character and love i put into that bike. and all of my christmas presents.
depression.