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XX I miss the days when the sand clung to our feet As we wrote our names in less than threes My floor’s covered in monster cans and skinny jeans Bringing to mind last nights kicks && screams.
Heyy. The name’s Kaylie Marie; learn it, live it, love it. I’m psychotically seventeen. I’ve been more hardcore than you since 07-29-1992. Halloween is an everyday thing, get used to it. I don’t play nice when it comes to my friends, You don’t like them? Tough, keep your silence. I less than three music to the core. You name it, I rock out to it, I don’t care who you are. =) I will bust out in random lyrics, even if I can’t sing. You have been warned. I love to write and draw && I’ll use any available surface to do so, Even my foot or yours. Okay, maybe not the feet, I dislike feet. I don’t hate anyone, it takes too much energy to hate someone. Any questions? Ask them. I’ll tell you what’s what, straight up.
What's up Fresh, it's our turn baby Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent But that's OK, cause I'm still fly Gotcha car play gems on shine, said it's mine, get a mink, baby girl lets ride You da Numba 1 stunna, and we gonna glide And go straight to the mall, and turn out the inside Prowler Gucci full length leather, Bourbons cooler, Gucci sweater Twenty inches pop my feather, The Bird man daddy, I fly in any weather
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