| Nothing makes any damn sense.
i'm one of the few guys in the world that promises to be completely loyal, loving, respectful, and to not force someone into doing something they dont want to.
and apperently thats why i cant keep a girlfriend, because i'm too good.
i'm not treating you like an object and not demeaning you, just showing love. and nobody wants it.
i try to live my life as the kind of guy that women look for, that mr. perfect, and i guess perfect isnt good enough.
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| people are fake. all of them. even me. this post is dedicated to the synthetic people of the world. way to go assholes. |
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| Whazzit!?
Whooozzit!?
i dunno, dont care either.
things are goin smooth, just gotta keep all my shit in line.
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| This is not Dustin, This is someone else, someone you may know and
love....he is beside me at the moment, trying to snap my neck...I am an
imposter that enjoys sneaking into his room at night with my awsome
ninja skills, I like pie.
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| I like rusty spoons, I like to touch them.
the feeling of rust, against my salad fingers is almost Orgasmic.
I must find the perfect spoon.
to those who know what this means, i say hello and good tidings chaps. |
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