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e ye ca nd y.
i'm your soul.

Your photo here.

I'm a girl who ONLY love myself.
Oh yes, I love Zac Efron too, :D

strike out.

I want you
I wanna be rich too

hearts talking.



alternative exits.

jessica's sweet and simple life. ★
daniel's dead. ♥
crazy carol's singulariity. ♥
hannah's hot style. my bunnydoll. ★
joyce's life & josiee's love. ★
sweet & innocent sophiaa. ★
shirley's / twinnie's world. ★
runaway with brenda. ♥
sung.i.boo.♥
oddly khashi.
tim. ★
valerie and her valentines. ★
angy . the mean bitch?coursenot.★
scottyboi./ ★
tonydudette.♥
OMGKEVIN. ♥

my days, not yours.

January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009

thank you.

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Wednesday, January 14, 2009

" it's so cold.."
" pure white.. snow. "
" what is pure white.. what is.. snow? "
" it is.. ,"
"not red."
" what is red? "
In summary ;
I LOVE VAMPIRE KNIGHT.
kayletsmoveon.

"Bring me, in, your arms."
So today, I had school.. oh boring.
I WALKED TO SCHOOL WHEN THE TTC WOULDN'T COME.
I WAS SO MAD.
I'm pretty sure i'll get frostbite.
in doing so, NOT GOING TO SCHOOL TOMORROW!
It's optional anyway. -.- I simply REFUSE.
{ Just on that day though, Day 0. X__X }
If my mom says no, that's too fucking bad.
-.-
Yeah.
I came home,
My grandmother, tried to cut her toenails.
You can guess what happened next.
Blood.
Everywhere.
Not like huge puddles though like in horror scenes.
@__@; I'm afraid to go out into the living room.
I despise blood.
So I got fed up, when she asked me to help her clean, OBVIOUSLY I would do it,
But the blood wouldn't stop, what am I supposed to do after wipe and wipe and wipe of blood?
sigh.

I really, am afraid if my mom says no.
Please, PLEASE say yes. @__@;



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