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JACKASS.

I wrote about you a few times on here, and honestly.. you’re a COMPLETE ASS. I wrote you a 2 page text about how i liked you. You didn’t even reply. I guess i have more balls. ASSHOLE. i hope you don’t find anyone. I hope you know that you broke my little heart. SO FUCK YOU. You know i was kind of expecting one of those ” I like you too” texts, since you always LED ME THE FUCK ON. but no. you didn’t. You didn’t even say you wanted to be friends. You just didn’t reply. So for that, FUCK YOU.




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thejackson5ive:

“In San Francisco and Los Angeles, it looked like the walls were falling the way hundreds of them, the girls, came at the stage all together; but we have to practice getting away too, so we’re ready to drop everything and run. Jermaine dropped his guitar and took off at the Forum concert. We can always get a new guitar for him, but he’d be kinda hard to replace. It’s too bad really, ‘cause we can’t finish the show the way we rehearsed. We always have to run off stage, and we can’t thank the audience and stuff, you know the way we’d really like too, we just have to run away.” 
-Michael Jackson (12 year-old), august 1970, for Soul Magazine.

thejackson5ive:

“In San Francisco and Los Angeles, it looked like the walls were falling the way hundreds of them, the girls, came at the stage all together; but we have to practice getting away too, so we’re ready to drop everything and run. Jermaine dropped his guitar and took off at the Forum concert. We can always get a new guitar for him, but he’d be kinda hard to replace. It’s too bad really, ‘cause we can’t finish the show the way we rehearsed. We always have to run off stage, and we can’t thank the audience and stuff, you know the way we’d really like too, we just have to run away.”

-Michael Jackson (12 year-old), august 1970, for Soul Magazine.

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kayla-daniels: la la la la, wait las vegas is in nevada ?
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me: YES DUMBASS, lmao youre a dummy.