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Sheena Ashley (L)
Twenty Six March
Eighteen

Desires
My Loverboy
A new cellphone
Pretty tops,
bottoms
& dresses
And the list goes on
Thursday, December 25, 2008

Fuck this Christmas!
So what if I had spent it with the one I love.
Maybe I should not be whining.
Cause I am the one at fault.
Yes, I am inconsiderate.
I didn't put the whole family in consideration.
I was self-centered.
Your words, they cut my heart into pieces.
Like a razor blade repeatedly dragging through it.
You still don't know me well enough.
I find it amusing and sad at the same time.
Cause you're my dad.

FUCKED UP!
!!@#^%&(&**_()
RAHH!* > :@