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there’s nothing worse in this world than getting payback from a jealous girl. the laws of man they don’t apply when blood gets in a woman’s eye.

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these are from the weekend, liz went back to that saucy little post to perv out and give kudos again. she and i have been living bizarro-mirror-like lives for many years and we’ve never met. well hers is filled with more glitter and a husband but, well, nevermind. speaking of saucy little posts, i have actively begun harassing playboy, prior to this post i sent a letter to the editor. maybe i will email tony pierce that old slut.

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i was cast a character role in an indie feature film, shooting two days before i fly to south beach. my scene is in a hotel and “the audience is hearing faint sounds of ecstasy” it’s a doing it scene. tasteful nude obviously but woah time to get my game face on. i just looked at the script, ok looks like i will be cleansing again for the month, psycho diet! i gotta walk around in le buff. it’s a good script too i am pumped.

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if they let me walk around like this when i will be fine. WOMAN IN PRETZEL FORMATION LEANS IN DOORWAY FOR VERY LONG TIME WHILE MOVIE HAPPENS AROUND HER.

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i guess this means my tattoos will get on to film too or will they try and hide them? i’ll lay off getting minx written on me OR raymitheminx. guh can’t decide. maybe neither (mom shhhhhish).

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doods i have abs now. for real ones. there’s still inches to pinch but yeah guy if i dehydrate myself good and plenty (wine bender haha) then you can see the definition.

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watched i love you phillip morris last night. I LOVED IT! look no cellulite. i got girlfriends skinnier than me or know chicks whatever but then we go swimming and they’re like look at my legs all cottage cheesy and lumpy and then i stop giving an eff about my beach ball beer gut. win. thanks mom for the gams.

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two of me could not exist. i would be psychotically jealous of the other one constantly comparing myself to her. teacher goes is it wrong to have a favourite? of these two? no i don’t think so. but if you wanna go cuckoo meta about it see how there’s puma written on my shirt, then it’s backwards, and i’m reversed so then the word is written unbackward, which would mean that it’s reversed-reveresed? then, where am i? there is no real me?

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yeah we’re moving away from that.

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this is the face you get when you say i did something wrong or i pulled the wool over your dumb bitch eyes.

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album art.

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shoulda seen the video of me sitting on the couch, so many naked legs, like a flesh black widow, flesh widow spider.

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teacher was feeling lifty-shirty. men are pigs and so easy ahahhaa.

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it was very hard to kiss myself too. sorry guys.

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street boners had a thread yesterday of girls in cute underwear essentially, butt pics like this but it was a no white girls allowed edition. dudes i got a rump. i like when i post badonk pics and then some troll will go, you have no ass when clearly it’s a capital D for DONK but enough about me (for three seconds).

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css was amazing. i saw her years ago at lee’s i’ll scare up that post. brock got his up, he tweeted at me a few times over the night and i was so blasted i didn’t realize he was OUR brock so i’m all WHERE are you!?? idiot.

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she dances all wild and insane. LIKE. in short shorts and docs.

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i love back/side-stage. i don’t like touching people or being touched by the commoners. while other times i love it i go slam dance with them they get all mad then turn to see a platinum goony smile flufferbunneh clothes-lining people and they’re all rock&roll LIVES. aw i miss melodie WHERE ARE YOU.

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BEFORE oops caps lock, she was a cute little bull fighter. fightress. kind of pirates of the caribbean in tuxedo pants and curly hair and must be 2 inches tall. love it.

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with a girl playing every instrument save for one. making us wave and chant and break dance with her, such cute brazilian good time positivity. lisa was loving it.

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look for cousin it with a number 8 that would be me. i am trying to pose/stand beside the booger look-a-like.

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i look like a tiny little candle. my work out definition on my back is making me lumber around like a roid monkey. awesome.

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for the encore we went back upstairs to get the led out and she put on a big crazy dress. makes sense. lisa said it went with the song. i couldn’t make out words by that point.

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it’s a nice dress why only wear it once? lulz. she’s going all magnetic zeroes on us.

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we did not like these chicks in our space up here but played nice until i told one to tell her friend that she was, and i quote, “a fucking bitch” because i ran after all of them with their jacket and the girl goes, oh, not ours, i go are you sure because you were the only people up there. they took from my good time to go chase after them then give me who the fuck are you-ness? nuh uh. TWO minutes later a girl comes back all frantic WHERE IS MY JACKET? i said it’s over there but make sure you tell your friend that she’s a fucking bitch ok? she’s like for real? i go yeah dude i ran down the stairs on your heels with this jacket and she wouldn’t even attempt to ask ANY of you if it belonged to you so go tell her for me that she’s a fucking bitch, thank you i mean it. they didn’t come back after that, well not the one who got my telegram anyway. teacher lisa and courtney saw it all go down, we were taking their spot as they were leaving vip so now it’s our territory but the rules state that if the prior guests leave anything behind you go do a solid and deliver it to them. which is what i did cos i’m a hawk-eye and saw a black coat rammed beneath a chair so i motion in retarded not even real words speak to courtney to go throw that jacket at the girls down the stairs which courtney has no idea what i am even saying so i go UGH and do it myself and then that happens and then the other thing happens.

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this is so carrie. creepy. but anyway, one of my psychotic scary raymisms is DON’T MAKE ME TELL YOU TWICE or DON’T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF because i am ALWAYS right, the first time around, and it comes out nice and sweetly but if you question my knowledge and instinct you will regret it. that’s all. i go sopranos like that. which apparently was a very popular show right, i never watched an episode. lulz.

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i would so wear that outfit.

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it was hard to get pictures she moved around a lot.

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in between acts dudes and girls were drunk dancing to robyn it was so fun. and funny. this is my favourite part when the lights come on and i can stare at people like zombies in dawn of the dead, getting drunker and drunker. so good. you can see a vibe overtake the crowd like a ripple ocean wave. cosmic hippie is talking. shh.

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hot hoodratty. love her.

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we felt that css should have gone on first but sleigh bells are newbs and it would be an ego-clash to put them on as head liners.

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the smoke fog and lights suited them perfectly. what a show.

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when all else fails, start a band.

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it was so loud. we didn’t have earplugs. by the point it became unbearable it was too late anyway. i like silences anyway so it doesn’t matter if i go deaf.

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both band’s front women did lots of crowd surfing. it’s kind of expected these days right? i need a good crowd surfing photo. it’ll happen and be epic. prob this summer at nxne. dare me to?

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we will not be eating at harlem underground again.

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this drink though i’ll go back for. it got me good and drunk (on an empty stomach no doubt) and then we went to missbehav’n.

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before that to the eye doctor so teacher could get his eyes tested for contact lenses so i can finally find out what he looks like.

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i fell in love with many pairs of sunglasses.

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duh.

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this hangover work out is dedicated to sleigh bells. i keeps it punk rock. i rubbed my elbows off and they are so sore still.

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stay tuuuuuned….

4 thoughts on “there’s nothing worse in this world than getting payback from a jealous girl. the laws of man they don’t apply when blood gets in a woman’s eye.

  1. it’s easy to perv out over here–you give us SO MUCH MATERIAL to work with! and I enjoy it. the glitter thing is a mental problem, but I’m not sorry! your gams are inspiring. if you ever want to plump up your ass (in a good way), try kettlebell. oof.

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