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Now I can breathe
turn my insides out and smother me.
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M istika, I turned fifteen. I'm an optimist, but it wouldn't hurt for me to be a lil' bit pessimistic. Yes, I'm abnormal, period. Tagboard
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Saturday, May 23, 2009
So here's to everything. Ohkay, I'm back from my cousin's house-warming at Tampines. Heh. Didn't do much, talked to my aunts and uncles and my grandma and my cousins. I have a tendency to use the word " and " rather then using a comma to initiate pauses in between my sentences. I have no pictures to load. That's cause I didn't capture any. Heeeeee :} Rachel Green: I'm over you Ross . Ross Gellar: You're over me? When were you, under me? Monica Gellar: Oh shut up, the camera adds ten pounds. Chandler Bing: Ahh, so how many cameras are actually on you? Rachel Green: And you know, I can't go for guys right after they got a divorce. Monica Gellar: Right, you only go for them 5 minutes before they get married. Merian Moseby: Your father is incognito. London Tipton: Where is cognito? Merian Moseby: That means his in hiding. London Tipton: Where's hiding ? The rest, tomorrow, if possible. It's so funny :D |
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Let's runaway now
let's go away to some place safe. |
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