A story |
Six o'clock. |
the end |
Lunch! I'm hungry andi had breakfast this morning to so thats weird. "Rock is dead,long live paper and scissors!" Double you teee efff? |
Retirement |
love |
time to pass |
it |
to get laid |
the doable boy with the cool xanga to realize alicia is his soulmate haha! |
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Being here |
Looking at your website. |
waiting |
Celebrating! Woot woot! PARRTTAAYYY! I've got A's except in Bio buy who needs bio. Im not going into science so I wont need that stuff. |
Working |
living in misery |
reading and knitting |
waiting |
trying to send hints to dude to lay me, hehe |
you. |
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If it doesn't happen, I will be will be. |
Time waits for no man. |
i'll wait some more |
I'll starve! But I will starve with good grades. Bury me next to rock. |
I'll be dead and won't care. |
then i shall die a broken lady |
it will |
keep waiting |
i'll have to take matters into my own hands |
then i'll tell him myself. |
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