03.30.2011
I caught my boyfriend kissing a replica
Oh god, she looked just like me
Only nice and sweet and better
But she's not bacon, boy, she's fucking sizzlean
She broke my records and she cut my hair
She broke my records and she cut my hair
He broke my records and he cut my hair
Doused out the fire in my stare
Now I live on a new street, baby
Now I live on a new street, yeah
Now I live on a new street, baby
The address number's zero
And the place is nowhere
Don't. You. Try. To. Fake. Me. Out.
About Me
- ×Kristy-n×
- I love to write, although I am erratic about it and my style isn't really... well flattering. I also really love art, especially inking, graphite, and conté. All black and whites... maybe that says a little about me. I am also really into cosmetology, but recognize that it isn't a realistic career choice. I am an equestrian, with 2 fabulous horses. I also play rugby... In a way I'm a little contradiction just by myself. I guess I don't make much sense.
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