Saturday, April 7, 2012

like you might make a mistake

Damn these raging hormones.
I swore off these desires a long time ago but urgh.
They ate at me again the whole of yesterday and none of the circumstances helped.
So here I am at this state.

I feel like scream-rapping the dirtiest rap ever, with free emphasis on the explicit words.
Can that clean me out?

I need distractions.
An acceptable distraction for this outrageous one.

And I really like Boyfriend by Justin Bieber.
I'm not a huge fan, but this one is sick.
He sounds a lot like Justin Timberlake.
:)

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