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i love my life most of the times. i love my family. i love my friends. i love my boyfriend most of the times. i love where i live, i wouldn't trade it for anything in the world...maybe in a few years though. it takes something bad to happen to some stranger, for you to realize you could lose a loved one any day. i can't wait til christmas time comes around. i hate the cold. i hate people who try to bring you down and make you feel like shit. i hate depending on people for happiness. this was not me two years ago. but i love wearing white and yellow. i love eating and not gaining a pound. i love pretending that i'm in spain, but not. i love pretending that i'm content.
my cousin's coming down to atl this winter, some shoots, then we're taking a roadtrip to FL.
my life is full of excitement.
our house is sold and i quit smoking cigarettes..kind of.
if you lie, you don't deserve to have friends.