terça-feira, 24 de janeiro de 2012

you know what I mean

Never less, never more.
Just give me your gun if you don't mind. It's a pleasure to kill you with your own tool. And we don't have to postpone this anymore, I got free time so its ok for me and I know that in the afternoon you don't have classes so ... i think that tomorrow its fine. I'll meet you not in Breadsticks, but outside the school, 6 p.m. 
Love you.

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