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Hi-dee hi-dee hi-dee-ho!

After attending a show at the burlesque festival I want to buy sexy lingerie and prance around in it to 'Minnie the Moocher' by Cab Calloway.

Obsessed with soccer, exotic boys (naughty), live music, anything mexican, careers, student doctors at work, sitting on my balcony and Entourage.

My obsessiveness is starting to creep me out.

Late night clarity brings me to believe that my last post was bullshit ( Read more... )

I don't think I'm ever going to be confident enough to form a long-term relationship with a boy/whatever, and that scares the shit out of me.

I've caught the travel bug and a chest infection, I don't know which is making me feel worse at the moment.


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So I'm going to Europe next week, and I'm actually dreading going rather than being excited about having an adventure and leaving my comfort zone for 5 weeks. Something is wrong.

In other news my new years resolution of not putting up with selfish friends is going well, although it is hard to believe how thick some people are. It makes me sick.

Avatar made my eyes jizz, that's the only way I can put it.

fuck, why do i even go where he works? do i think he'll suddenly want me in a sudden fit of passion, or we'll sit down a talk about our 'fascinating' lives? as soon as i walked into the pub, i decided that i would down as many beers possible before spilling the majority of a pot on someone or vomiting. i'm trying to get over this boy but amazingly ( Read more... )

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