  Dear Susan, I heard you were a hippy. Hippies remind me of down syndrome children. You know, all that free love bull shit, and seeing the good and what not. OH THE BEAUTY!The happy for no fucking reason, mostly because they can't handle anything else, fat kids running and hugging legs, wrapping themselves around trees because maybe its a person? no one really loves them kinda people. Are you retarded? Nice Glasses, Gia 
