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- greatest sandwiches ever invented
-dumbest things to occur while in peterborough
-jazz and my pact to do something spontaneous, pointless, but nonetheless outrageously amazing.
i love america's next top model.
i also love listening to the beach boys while eating eggplant based pizza
I have a new flourecent coat. everyone notices me while i walk down the street. I never knew i liked that feeling.
my legs are killing me. why cant i be a girl without ovaries?
I'm going to get rich, and its going to be quick. Jazz and I will somehow develop a plan. We're devious enough to do so.
I MISS KARLI!
I really want to dance. to something, anything really.
and i want a new designer purse. i guess you could say thats my fetish.....well and shoes, and coats, and clothes, and hats, and FASHION. good lord FASHION. Anyone who reads this, please dont let me get a creditcard!...tie me back with millions a chains, crazy glue my feet to the floor. No matter how i beg and plead, i repeat, DO NOT LET ME GET A CREDIT CARD.
thats just waht i need, to be unhappy with my life, AND in debt. thats one good thing i can say for myself. I do not owe anyone, and anything MONEY.
I'll win the lottery one day. My fortune tells me so. I tend to put too much faith in horoscopes...am i that oblivious? apparently so.
-dumbest things to occur while in peterborough
-jazz and my pact to do something spontaneous, pointless, but nonetheless outrageously amazing.
i love america's next top model.
i also love listening to the beach boys while eating eggplant based pizza
I have a new flourecent coat. everyone notices me while i walk down the street. I never knew i liked that feeling.
my legs are killing me. why cant i be a girl without ovaries?
I'm going to get rich, and its going to be quick. Jazz and I will somehow develop a plan. We're devious enough to do so.
I MISS KARLI!
I really want to dance. to something, anything really.
and i want a new designer purse. i guess you could say thats my fetish.....well and shoes, and coats, and clothes, and hats, and FASHION. good lord FASHION. Anyone who reads this, please dont let me get a creditcard!...tie me back with millions a chains, crazy glue my feet to the floor. No matter how i beg and plead, i repeat, DO NOT LET ME GET A CREDIT CARD.
thats just waht i need, to be unhappy with my life, AND in debt. thats one good thing i can say for myself. I do not owe anyone, and anything MONEY.
I'll win the lottery one day. My fortune tells me so. I tend to put too much faith in horoscopes...am i that oblivious? apparently so.