This happens to me all the time…
OMG! I have one of them as well! except mine always talks about knitting…
pollos stan xistosos tus diibujOs!!
I can totally relate to this. *sad*
@victoria omg u do drugs!? mine always talks about removing peoples skin and burying them up 2 their necks in salt 0.0 or taking a cheeze grator to their crotch….(guys only)
then their ears and nose….
then just work away at their stuamic till thety die….
^.^ have a nice day :]
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