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We got shit but they got hit....*TalkinG bout the "Mean Dream Girls Group!They're such idiots!


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Name:   Danka HikariRanking:   --
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Name:   Danka Hikari
Birthday:   1993-05-11
Joined:   2009-02-07
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WTF! :O I'm here! Oh hell! That's what it is!











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I say what i want.I get what I want.I do what i want.















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abandoned princess writes:
Slavery Boy in the Winter
One winter day I was trapped in my cellar or room with nothing to eat but bitter snow. I was a slave boy and whenever I was trapped in the cellar anger feel over me. In the summer I'd eat dirt and and in the winter snow with it's bitter flavor. Whenever I'd eat it my molar would hurt and I'd start to cry. On a lunar aclibse my owner would say it was a bad night and it was because of me. She'd also say I wasn't proper and I'd never be popular. She was right, this became a major problem for and it caused me stress.
I went to talk to the mayor, senator, and congress on this cold day for freedom. They all said, "No, it's illegal to set a slave free."
I got on a bus to see all the passengers. The bus driver stopped me and asked for money. I told him I only had a quarter. He kind of shoved me out of the bus, I started to slide on the ice, and bonk; I hit my head on a pillar. I tried to hold in my tears but I coundn't, and soon my tears turned to ice. He said sorry and gave my a pocket calender, but I ripped it up because I was mad. A cowboy told me I could ride with him on his tractor but I passed.
I got home and into the cellar. I tried to sleep, but the snow clumps on the roof sounded like thunder. I started to get really warm and I passed away.....
The next day my owner went down to tell me to get to work, but saw me dead on the ground.
An hour later a messenger came with a note for me. When he handed it to my owner she started to cry, and he snuck away. She opened it up and it said:
Dear You,
This is the congress speaking to tell you we have given you freedom. You are now a free man. Live wisely! =)
Love Congress
If you don't send this to 5 people you will either die or have one of your friends die!!!! {This is real and serious!!! One of my friends died from reading this!!!}


Posted on: Jan 2nd 2011, 6:28:31am

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