are so gay. At least the ones that don't ski. Post one:
running away on a excursion to sixflags with my lobster baby and dave
i like you.
boa. xander. simon.
7.9.05 my lobster.
it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes r mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned God himself did make us into correspondin shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay I am missin u to death wen u r out there on the road for several weeks of shows they will see us wavin from such great heights everythin looks perfect from far away, "come down now", but we'll stay...
punch that bitch in the face!
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word,i feel ya adrian, now yall the struggle when another nigga has to go through the same shit, lifes tough dawg, keep the faith - ATL