MJ ♠ Friends Only

My frens call me Maryjane or MJ
I was named after a French Princess by my Grandpappy
& Ive led myself to believe I was a reincarnated princess of a romanticized Egyptian lifestyle of the royalty and powerful crowned beings considered Gods
This is probably my eighth profile created on the mammoth internet website known as myspace.
I got tired of the dipshits when I had 260292394287274 friends. Well not exactly that amount, but you get the gist/general idea/point.
My bulletins, about me, convos are incessantly long and obnoxiously dreadfully long. I know I repeated myself because I can talk a lot. Its not that I like to hear myself talk, although some may disagree, just when I get into it I just flow like a fucking waterfall. Spouting words like a damn dam shattered open by a giant named paul bunyan. Coincidentally my father’s name is paul so haha go make jokes. Oh do you have a blue bull? Yah but you’re gonna get blue balls bitch so stfu.
Oh so if you care so damn much.. don’t add me and please don’t bother me anymore with your shitty petty comments towards someone whos so much more obviously superior and fucking awesome/cooler. Got that? Splendid. We’re off to a wonderful start. So yah this is specifically for people I think is hot, awesome, super rad, etc. and/or actual friends. If you’re not the above then go screw yourself and find some hoochies and hot pornstars to leave comments where they wont give you the time or day. Cool beans
If you’re a bad ass, asshole, looking for some ass, one night stander, shoddy loser, sketchy trench coat wearing stalker, 40 year beer/potbelly trucker dude with stanky breath, close-minded bigot who goes off on racial tangents for no reason, dumb meat head who I am better off making conversation with the waiter, your mom or a wall. Then uh click the x on your right upper corner there and make like a crappy rainy day and go away and never come again. Unless you’re smoking hot with green eyes, lip ring, Mohawk, and rippling biceps then holla! HAHAHAH. No but seriously leave your &#= booty call. A girl got needs too. Hahhaha
But go look at my blogs… more rad shit about the raddest girl you’ll ever met. Moi. That’s French for me dipshit.
& you flappers and pimpin studs kno my aim, if not… hit me up. And we can hv a dancefest and major orgy online. U kno via instant messaging.
Memorize it ho hos and twinkies: mjtheplainjane18 or maeve8181. whoooo let the thievery, backstabbing, and kissass begin!