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Monday, February 8, 2010
Though I have to admit that she's pretty,
a young & sweet girl, also quite dainty,
you do realise that she's NOTHING
compared to me, for I am THE QUEEN?

My ego's talking now.
But boo-hoo, go cry it out.
I don't give a fuck.

Let's see..

I'm a babe while she's a girl.
I kick ass while she twirls.
One boob of mine's bigger than two of hers.
Would you rather her "cuteness" or my intelligence?

I can be cute if I want to,
but she can never feign intelligence.

Would she tolerate your temper as I had?
Laugh as I do when you're not funny?
Stand by you as bad as it gets?
Or run crying towards her Mummy?

I know I'm being harsh now.
Sorry if I've caused offence.
She is after all your typeracing "friend".
I just feel a little...(the J word)

Adieu.
ttfn
xoxo

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