i was at the game last night... didn't get in until 1am... had to be to work by 6am... and they keep askng me what's wrong... and that i look tired... i know i look tired... because i was the first person to see my face this morning... i wish they would do me a favor... and keep their observations to themselves... stupid doo doo heads...
i watched this to get a laugh...
i also wrote a letter to Texas Ranger... and told him how i felt... we had fun at the game... and now he knows i love him... and now i am going to hide under a rock... and avoid his phone calls... because i don't do well with situations i have no control over... and i'm a thug... and thugs run away from love...
Wu-Tang for life dunny...
Nola*
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"i don't do well with situations i have no control over... and i'm a thug... and thugs run away from love..."
I sooo feel you on that
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