a story about a boy.

Feeling: addicted
last night was different. it hasnt happened in forever. the boys. the booze. the drugs. the music. it was amazing. oh especially Dan. My god was he ever pretty. he was like the boys from the movies. he believed all women were equal. and worth more then any man. no matter weight.waist size.height.attractiveness. him and his mum (who he loves SO much)were beat by his dad or step-dad (i havent figured that much out yet) till Dan was old enough to stand up for them. hes the kid from the southside ghetto. with a heart of gold. his brother died in jail. being poisoned by 20 other inmates. he loved his brother. he misses his brother. my heart goes out to him. i heart him. i have a whole bunch of kerreoke cd's right, cause i sing. i put them on and he started freestyle raping to them. and then i started singing the chorus's and stuff. it was SO amazing. no one has ever really done that with me. it was...shocking. i think Dan and i will turn out to be very close. if not as more (i wish) then at least as friends. and as retarded as jono has been, i think it will be the three of us :) whp else was there... steve Dustin Ivan Julian Jono Cass Martin and three of his ghetto friends. and of course my girlies. Taylor and Kandice Her Mind Is Tiffany Twisted. She's got the mercedes Benz She's got alot of pretty pretty boys she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard sweet summer sweat Some dance to remember some dance to forget <333333333333333333
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