“fuck” i thought to my self. end 1-1-2012
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as we were walkin along up the street i stopped at the corner to turn down Orchard off Main and when i started to go down she wasnt moving. Porn (sorry forgot to mention im kinda a goth kid inside the big fat hillbilly redneck) infact the o ly thing that keeps me from being goth is me being fat and being a country boy. i HATE winter!” i quickly let go of her hand. ” here take my gloves, sorry there a little dirty from the farm but they r warm, i pulled them off and gave them to her. “lets go to your place” she said with a wry smile. “could u walk me home or at least to my street please, im not feeling good.” “sure” i said. so we ha a pepsi and she was very quiet, then she asked qhat time my parents got home and i said in a few hours.
