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shut the fuck up about eminem
So when you see me on your block with two glocks
Screaming 'Fuck the World' like Tupac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talking that shit behind my back, dirty mackin
telling your boys that I'm on crack
I just don't give a fuck!
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
I just don't give a fuck!
But see me on the street and duck
Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause I just don't give a fuck!
You were saying? -
isn't size 39 feet huge? haha
Nah, not really, only in Asia. It's great though, they always have my size at shoe sales :D
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dream shoes?
acne black halo (cork wedges)
louboutin's daffodil pumps in blue suede
a girl can dream -
do you have a poem for being happy?
POEM: À LA RECHERCHE DE GERTRUDE STEIN by Frank O’Hara
When I am feeling depressed and anxious and sullen
all you have to do is take your clothes off
and all is wiped away revealing life’s tenderness
that we are flesh and breathe and are near us
as you are really as you are I become as I
really am alive and knowing vaguely what is
and what is important to me above the intrusions
of incident and accidental relationships
which have nothing to do with my life
when I am in your presence I feel life is strong
and will defeat all its enemies and all of mine
and all of yours and yours in you and mine in me
sick logic and feeble reasoning are cured
by the perfect symmetry of your arms and legs
spread out making an eternal circle together
creating a golden pillar beside the Atlantic
the faint line of hair dividing your torso
gives my mind rest and emotions their release
into the infinite air where since once we are
together we always will be in this life come what may
nathalie thery’s Bio
photographer, writer, your x-lover
http://issuu.com/thery



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