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Slutgarden.


Interesting turn of events and it's so useless i feel that it was done only to 1. mess with my head 2. invade my privacy. 3. be another system for her control... but then agian that's expected kinda like the fact that she has no value on any of his possesions, but whatever, i can send home a pair of shoes and get yelled at for a pair of dollar store crocs.. it seems like she's the one with the fucking issues not me. i get back to work for 3 fucking days and yer already yapping about money? i had to fucking sell some of my things to have cash this weekend, poor little rich girl... too bad you don't have any idea of how to live in the real fucking world without mommy and daddies and my money.... I'm glad my son is absorbing my values as much as he is losing from yours...i don't care anymore and this latest chess move boggles my mind but it's expected from a person like you... it's easy to remove someone from facebook tho.. thank god.. maybe one day when you're forty you'll grow up. But right now you're still younger than the one you gave birth to. nice to see i met you when i was 23 almost 24 and now i'm mid thirties and it's still the same immature bullshit that you are always capable of.

Current Mood: Invaded.
I`ll pretend that I want you for what is on the inside
But when I get inside I`ll just want to get out
I`m your first and last deposit through sickness and in hell
I`ll never you promise you a garden, you`ll just water me down

I can`t believe that you are for real
I don`t care as long as you`re mine

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