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letra de no tango - betamax sluts

the new pastries they make here are so f-cking good
nothing below 3 dollars but the ones at the other place are the same price anyway
i’m gonna drive my car right into that stupid assh0l- in front of me
i want to so bad, i have to stop myself, take my foot off the pedal
i want to claw the faces of people i’ve never even met, i think about that
i think about knocking on strangers doors and introducing them to my fist
whoever he is i hate him so much, oh my god!
my lipstick has a semi-matte ok? for full-bodied lips, i want full-bodied
creamy moist looking lips, the honolulu honey color for f-cks sake
what’s your f-cking problem?
i asked for honolulu honey and they sold me f-cking sheer muted grape
now i have to go all the way back and i hate this show
whatever it’s called, that guy isn’t funny at all, what’s his name? oh nevermind
no, it was the other show, i meant the other show i got them mixed up
and i love this purse, what’s wrong with this stupid phone? i can’t get it to post anything
i spent 10 f-cking minutes writing that post and now it’s lost, i can’t remember it now
this phone hates me and i suck at tango, i just suck at it, i hate it
and where’s the magic of your hands you promised? you’re all liars
i can’t figure out the stupid joystick sequence
why did you make it so r-t-rded? are you r-t-rded?
and this perfume doesn’t smell good on me
it smelled good on you but it smells like a solvent on me, why?
and i don’t like that kind of chocolate anymore, why did you get me that kind?
i told you i don’t like that kind anymore, i used to but not anymore
my tiny dog is my baby, he needs me, i’m his mommy
he would die without me, he would die
he would die, he would lay down on the linoleum
and his little heart would just stop beating and he would die
and i look fat in these jeans and i hate these jeans
i’m going to cut them up with the scissors and hang myself with them
i’m going to make them into a noose and hang myself and you’ll find me dead
do you understand? are you even listening?
why is it so cold in here? it was hot before, it was boiling, i can’t stand it
and the core disorder, you don’t know anything that you’re talking about
you’re not a doctor, you don’t know what you’re talking about, shut up
and my phone doesn’t recognize the internet, why?
i did everything right and it won’t work and i hate it and everything hates me
and i want someone who knows my needs, and i can’t find that receipt now
now i’m stuck with that sh-tty color, they did it on purpose they hate me there
they only have sales when they know i won’t be around
and the dog peed on my new shoes, you peed on my new shoes you little sh-t
i hate you, where’s the spray bottle? where’s my phone? oh my god!
turn the heat up, what’s wrong with you? you’re such an assh0l-
you have no magic fingers, no tango
and you ate the last piece i know you did, that’s how you are
no, the dog’s just pretending to have convulsions, they’re pretend convulsions
he does it all the time, those type of dog’s brains don’t work right

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