Saturday, April 11, 2009

"Listen To My Music And You Think You Got Me Figured Out"


I'm bout to record a "Every Hi-Definition Ex-Girlfriend's Worst Nightmare" cd. Except every one of the songs is gonna be called _______. It's amazing how a year later this chick still manages to piss me off. What makes her think that I give a fuck about her at all? The shit amazes me. If i was a grimey nigga I'd post the e-mails for ya'll to read and laugh at just like I am. I'm still trying to figure out who gassed her up to even e-mail me in the first place. Next she gonna start commenting my blog.

Go away.


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