An Apple A Day
You'd commit suicide trying to read my mind.
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- Okay so my mom wrote to my dad on Facebook.
- Mom, said to dad: Mallorie would like to have you're phone number.
- Dad: I haven't had a phone for awhile now. The only way she can get with me is on Amber's phone. (gives out phone number)
- Me, on my mothers Facebook: Fuck Amber. When I'm eighteen get ready to get back pay child support coming in! Thanks, Bronx has plenty of people that love him, I'll just make sure he doesn't know about you, it'll save him the pain you put me through.
- Dad: Real mature if she really wanted to get up with me wouldn't matter how she done it amber has done nothing to her she don't even know her she knows how to get in touch with me now it she wants to talk tell her i love her.
- What kinda father gets this from there child and all they care about is that I said fuck Amber, his girl friend, who btw has 3 or for kids that all have different fathers.
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So, I’ve been having a tumblr for a while now, and I finally figured out what I’m gonna do with it. WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT! I’m gonna write how I feel! Who I hate! What I wore to school. Because I have no one to tell.
As of right now I have two followers, and I have no idea who they are. So there for it shouldn’t matter who, when, how, what time, and what they take me as reads this.
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Is it possible that the unknown aircraft people are finding are not aliens but time travels trying to change the future?
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WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?
Asked by tumblrbot
going for a run.
