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February 9th, 2005
December 29th, 2004
02:59 pm - ChArMaNgEl
Yer a douche bag yer a douche bag
and that sucks for youuuuu.
Yeah so i called in sick today so i can go party tonite. I bought the white n purple huaraches today, theyre so cute. I keep listenin to Avant, that man is SUPA sensual. Avannnnnt is callllin yaaaa muuuugs naaaaaame *grins*
Holidays are the most widely celebrated subliminal plots ever.
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December 10th, 2004
02:12 pm - BOUT TO BLANK
Pimpin Mayne.
Take the quiz: "Which word describes you?"
Beautiful
You love taking care of yourself..you will probably always stay that way..
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December 1st, 2004
11:57 pm - U Dunno Me
I think it's time I made a song for niggaz who don't know me
I graduated out the streets, I'ma real O.G
I been trappin', shootin' pistols since I stood four feet
So all you niggaz actin' bad, you gon have to show me
You gon make me bring this Chevy to a real slow creep
My niggaz hangin' out the window, mouth fulla gold teeth
When the guns start poppin' wonder when it's gone cease
Choppa hit you in the side and create a slow leak
We can end the speculation cuz today we gone see
What's the future of a pussy nigga hatin' on me
I give a fuck about the FED's investigation on me
I don't care that they at my shows and they waitin' on me
I'ma keep on flossin', poppin' long as Toomp is on the beat
Tell police's I ain't stoppin', I'ma keep it in the streets
Contrary to yo beliefs, I'm as real as you can be
Fuck yo thoughts and yo feelings, nigga you don't know me
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November 29th, 2004
10:07 pm - You Want Breakfast In Bed? Sleep In The Kitchen.
Sup dawgs? Yeah im coolin. Jammin to some Monica.
You know what i noticed? People over-complicate this life. Trying to hard to be in touch with emotions, desperately searching for wealth or love, obsessed with being happy, complaining about the simple facts of life, micro managing everything, making standards and goals that are not only pointless but un realistic as hell.
Who took the simple out of life?
Why cant you go to your job and do it well and be happy with your salary?
Why cant u love him even tho he doesnt have a car or a cell fone to call u on when u want to be caled?
This is life, what bastard told you that you would always be happy?
Why dont u smile at mistakes and learn from them?
Why do you beat yourself across the head everytime something goes wrong?
Why are you bitching and moaning about things you cant change?
Why wont u accept that thats just the way it is?
Girl why is your face coated with make up?
Dawg why are u ashamed of the wal mart LA Gears?
And do u really think the rest of us care about your emotions? your statements? your stereotypes? your generalizations? We dont. We have enough on our plates and most simply dont have time to sit and tend to your wounds.
Everyone in america should stop being sad and start being glad. Starting with me.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/moonsis/stars/purple/mellow_sp.gif) Chellin
Current Music: Avant
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November 25th, 2004
09:54 am - THANKSGIVING SHOULD BE OUTLAWED
YAYUH YAYUH YAYUH YAYUH!
these jernals suck. i got bout six of these mugs.
on a muuuug total dominationnnnn *ballet circles* i must go to work today, commrades!
putchur hand in the air if u care!
I Can Take A Hint. *walks away briskly*
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June 12th, 2004
06:30 pm - Sup Dawg?
Yeah you know what i just realized? No one reads these things.
Theres like 928347928374 people with live journals. You look at their link in their profile like ha! look at that. another person with this bullshit... hell NO im not readin it. mines better anyway.
Then yew start thinkin....what if theirs is better then mines?! and you click on that mug and you see theyve written like 23984723 paragraphs about their bullshit lives. like you give a damn. are you going to read this?
oh. hell no.
so, unless a person really likes you or really hates you, no one reads this shit. In essence were wasting out time. BuT Heyyyy.... who cares?!
More about my bullshit life!
Im goin to disney world tomarl. HAHAHAHAHAAAHN. i cant wait.
Thats enough, thanx for visiting. I know you didnt read this shit. REAL NICE.
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June 11th, 2004
08:43 am - Tired As Hell
Yeahhh its like 7 in the God Forsaken Morning, we were posed to go to werk. but we are lazy so we going later. totally chelling.
*Shakes Salt Shaker*
*Faces the Wall, Putting my delicate hands on it*
*Bounces that mug up and down make a negro want it*
*Back Back Back it up*
*Oh! Stop! Now wiggle with it. YaYuH.*
Thank you for tuning in to Charmaines Dance Steps Inc. I will Now Get Dressed. Cuz Im Cool.
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01:16 am - Nice Place. Nigga.
Sup dawgs. Its like the middle of the nite and me n mila have work but HEY who cares.
so we were chelling wif Milas boyfriend stywall and his sexual cuzins at the wal mart. His cuzins, Rod in particular, can get it. Yeah so were just chelling trying on no name brand shoes and hopping around looking stupid when Stywalls mother calls. Him in trouble. Then Rods mom calls. He not in trouble, go figure. Then MY mom calls, we go the hell home. But before that we got crunk in the parken lot.
dont you hate parents? cock blockin like a mug? its whatever, were gonna party our asses off 2marl at Curt's. ha. Curt. hahahahah. Cuuuuurt. HAHAHAHAAAAAHN Curt. Curt.
So, im wasting my time, time that i should be sleeping in, here typing away for no reason. Curt. This is boring, i need a life, or a will to sleeeeep. Curt. Jamilas falling asleep. She just said 'i am not'. Shes lying. Curt. So, i like this Rod character, he could get it if i were a ho. Sucks that im not a ho, right? who cares. Curt.
Fuck yo couch nigga. Bye PaLz.
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June 10th, 2004
06:28 pm - Im Cool
yeah so i just typed an assload and it disappeared. Im not doing it again. screw this monkey shit.
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June 9th, 2004
11:49 pm - Back For The 3rd Time
IM BACK.
*Kix In Door* Nice Place Niggas. Think ill put up another post. HAHAHAHAHAAANNNH.
Yeah hi. SO I keep coming back to this monkey shit in hopes of it redeeming itself and me feeling like im not wasting my time here.
DIDNT HAPPPPEN. Yeah so ive seen other live journalz. People talk shit. Lets talk shit! *puts on straight face*
Fuck yo couch nigga.
That. was. Fun. If you suck dick you shouldnt be looking at this *eyes narrow n scan the easterly internet connection* Yeah. That means you. Ho.
Bye Palz
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07:50 pm - Life..... IS GARBAGE.
So hayyyy im Back. I wanna know whos reading this shit. Got damn. Well lets start wif Charmaines joys; I have a car. Thats good. I have a cell fone. Pretty good. Im goin to Disney World next week. Wheeee. Bout to start workin at Carwoinds. Drahahaha. See im trying to look at the good to outweigh the bad. Is outweigh a word? Who gives a shit. The bad; i have no boyfriend, everyone who wants to get with me are ex boyfriends, the one ex boyfriend i do want is a fucking bastard and everyone who trys to haller at me are either bums or old as hell. Come on, if youre 29 and im 16, somethings wrong. Oh hi mom, look what i brought home! Someone old enuff to date you, for christs sake. Its alrite tho, im bout to go out n shake my tailfeather for this months rent! *rolls eyes*
Ill be damned.
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03:16 pm - Totally Chelling
Event? are you serious? THIS IS CHARLOTTE. *shrugs* No events dawg. just started this piece of devil work, its pretty gangster. Who AM I KiDDiNg. Kay that was fun, byyye.
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