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That’s my mommy. she is such a freak of singing that me and my brother learnt too many songs when we were in her womb. Haha!!!! She is a song herself.
» Posted By Sushi On 05.30.2019 @ 4:39 am
Composed I composed a email to my best friend family teacher. Composed music to a orchestra. Composed things to people yasssss.
» Posted By sushi On 06.22.2015 @ 2:16 pm
» Posted By sushi On 06.21.2015 @ 3:00 pm
Neat neat neat 24/7 I’d die not being neat. Neat is life or seriously o would suicide.
» Posted By sushi On 06.21.2015 @ 2:52 pm
» Posted By sushi On 06.21.2015 @ 2:42 pm
I am to neat for you. I get bullied everyday or being neat I hate it. Everything has to be perfect on or else I would die and start over again. My letters are exactly 1 cm high and 1 cm wide. I can no fix this help me.
» Posted By sushi On 06.21.2015 @ 2:41 pm
once upond a time there was a robber who like to eat hat he ate lots of hat and he is happy.
» Posted By sushi On 01.27.2015 @ 5:37 pm
» Posted By Sushi On 11.01.2013 @ 1:55 pm
Tarnished – the word reminds me of a boy I know. His name is Taronish, though he prefers to go simply by the letter “T”. When I think of “tarnished”, I think of rags. Rags to rags and rugs to rugs. That’s a song by Eels. They’re a gorgeous band. Tarnished. The past tense of the word “tarnish”. A powerful word.
» Posted By Sushi On 12.28.2010 @ 1:30 pm
dolls, with their glass eyes, refuse to tell me about what happened in the dark. they close their eyes prettily when i shake them for the truth; they cry tears over their porcelain cheeks when i ask about how to wake, how to live.
» Posted By sushi On 04.28.2010 @ 1:30 am
happiness is what makes the world go round and round
» Posted By Sushi On 04.20.2010 @ 1:28 pm
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car, new car, mountains and rides and that smell of new plastic.i need and want a new car. it gives such a feeling of freedom. maybe drive across the us or just europe. a car is happyness!.
» Posted By sushi On 07.28.2009 @ 12:54 pm