October 2010
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festival ground musings
a lonesome little black attired twig of a teen, who upon seeing a quartet of rocker-esque boys (converse high tops, and checked shirts with tees underneath and oh my god, such beautiful hair) happens to stop and glance over whenever she can and admire those all-black canvas shoes on the lead singer type boy who with several rings on his fingers, arrogantly insists that he shake his head full of...
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it's nice to know
that some people actually read my blog.
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life provides me more lols than i think.
yes tomato hater. you are quite right. we should talk. pity youre never on msn at the same time. in the meantime, dead poets’ society or rocket science?
Rocket Science all the way. Dead Poet’s Society was good but overrated. I mean, they totally missed an opportunity. He should written a poem before he died. It would make complete sense
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“i love to waste time”
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accueillir
i guess i’m back. but i will no longer post stuff in the hope that it will be reblogged. i will no longer conform myself to cookie cutter cultured photos and text and quotes. i will no longer stroll through my dashboard for hours at an end. tumblr, i welcome you once again and instead of asking you to be nice to me, i ask that i be nice to myself.
