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say you'll save me

I have a theory.
men dont like Real Madrid.  they are just jealous of their hotness.
i get that now. - thank god for them epiphanies.
end of theory.

time flies. like bananas.
it used to be almost 2012. and now we are like almost halfway.
LOL. i only just now saw that i wrote time flies. like bananas. which should have been fruit flies.
 - thank god for them ambiguousness.

There is this one thing. that annoys the heck out of me.
it is people trying to be interesting in english while they do not know english AT ALL.
-like me- but there are people far worse. or at least i like to believe so. dont say a word.
but what annoys me the most is that those people are in luuuvv and trying to i do not know try to prove they are really in love by leaving poems on each others FB walls in inglisch. ( < annoying no?)
READ AND LET LAUGHTER STRIKE UPON YOU:
- I love you know
- and lives we spend together
- your my world
 I could go on for ages like this. but i wont. just because i dont want to. you better deal with it.

i sincerely hate the comma. always have and always will.
this morning i woke up. and i had this great very philosophical theory on my mind. but then i got dizzy and i forgot. my life sucks. big time.
but i better deal with it.

i never liked this FB timeline concept and i tried to avoid it as long as possible but i got set up.
has anyone ever noticed before that if you turn set up around you get up set.
wow what a coincidence.
cuz that is what i was. up set. after i was set up.
i thought about boycotting FB. but you know. im lucky enough to be real with myself and realise it wouldnt change a damn thing. only i would have more time to use my time right. like study and other radical stuff like that.

i went to a museum in my vacation. sick i know. sick deserves a capital here actually. Sick.
i think we, the people, are way too generous when it comes to capitals. i think they are special and deserve to be used with thought. anybody with me? no? oh . well i better deal with it then.

whomever wrote the song do it like a dude for Jessie J. has problems. problems with a capital. Problems.
great song by the way.

last night i had an epiphany. it was great. i found out that Lionel Richie sings say you, say me instead of say'll save me.  but you have to agree with me that the last one makes way more sense no?

come on. say you say me. pff.

anyways. i gotta run.
hugs and kisses for yall. or not. up to you. you better deal with it.

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