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Do you want to borrow my Sushi Girl???

it's ok to call me. I was sleeping before. I'm awake now.

Aight lady. Sweet dreams!!

I wish, you and morgan freeman would do that

CLICK ME

Fuck me? Fuck you! Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it. Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job! Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN! Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel 35. Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English? Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from! Fuck the black-hatted Hasidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds! Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gecko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for FUCKING LIFE! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Worldcom! Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos. Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart! Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take fives steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck on! Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in fuckin' Otisville, J! Fuck Osama Bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two whores roasting in a jet-fueled fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass!

"She's lost control again."

25th hour...

I should've linked your journal too, shit!!! I am still so pissed that didn't work out but you know what? Do you know where Food Swings is? In Williamsberg, apparently I am to meet up with an ancient hardcore friend on the 29th at 9pm---I will let you know.

Kanye is our Leader. You can see the button in one of my pix--



He's Bellamia's Godfather, good thing. We just have to get a hold of him now. Pay up!!!! Did you get the new Playboy!?!? You might have to photocopy the article for me!!

But Kanye is our big Daddy!!! Get it girl!!! Ok, I stole from the hospital (I replaced it with donated books, lots of them) the Lohan cover of Vanity Fair, she looked so amazing inside!!! I think I am a fan of hers based on her weird publicity. I still have yet to see Mean Girls!

Ok, I won't be in NY until the 25th officially, Brooklyn the next day. I have your number! I should be in the 'Berg!

Love Miss PeaZ Punkin Pie

I

LOVE

YOU!

For our love.

Hey cutie...I'm back

My phone was temporarily shut off, I can't pay the bill at the moment. Communicate with me VIA the internet (email, IM, SG). Hope all is going well at the cafe.

i wish we could too! maybe next year.

OMG THE SOPRANOS! i had it dvr'ed cuz i was watchin the L word.

2 main characters on 2 shows i watch died on the same night! the worlds crazy

do you think hes dead?????? i mean, they could save him, with the way they left it right? fuck everyones rattin on everyone sheesh.

you still havent told me what you thought of the six feet under finale!

of course id pimp the book, hell its great and sides, im pimpin my cover! bahahaha

lub ya darlin!