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Name: vancouver
Country: Canada
Metro: Vancouver
Birthday: 10/14/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: adidas, nike, vans, chuck taylors, timbs, keds, kangaroos. belmonts, dumauriers, marlboros, exports.
Expertise: shoes and smokes bitches.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
1/7/2006
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| MY BOYFRIEND IS COMING
MY BOYFRIEND IS COMING
MY BOYFRIEND IS COMING
MY BOYFRIEND IS COMING
MY BOYFRIEND IS COMING
MY BOYFRIEND IS COMING
MY BOYFRIEND IS COMING
MY BOYFRIEND IS COMING
See you Monday Sparky, I love you
YAAAAY =) damn right he's coming here, I'm so happy... don't burst my bubble I'll fucking drop kick you | | |
| so .. I'm negative
hooray ... not really.
I'm not begging to be in that state,
but because it was a possibilty I was preparing myself
and ... I'm negative, and I should be relieved -- but I feel so 'blah' now.
I've ran out of adjectives, what good is a sentence without imagery...
There goes my intelligence, my sanity, and worst of all a hypothetical "thing" I could've loved loved loved.
And FYI boyfriend, you weren't very supportive
you were so damn relieved you didn't even notice
so why should I take notice to your happiness... bye. | | |
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 check my main homie hau, ssssmashed like a mother fucker
I post this mr. man 'cause it's love -- you officially made my day.
Okay everyone, listen I can't repeat myself constantly so ready here goes:
a. law
b. english
c. pyschology
d. tourism
e. foods
f. socials
g. choir
h. math
that's it -- but it's been a week now you would think if you didn't see me in one of your classes I'm just not there...
FYI; I came back a week ago from yesterday suck faces!
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| Watched "The Covenant" with Linda T
Let me tell you, hot hot hot yeeeee
4 hot men, doing some man-witch stuff, it's more than okay
ps. the fucking previews made me want to piss my pants.
I miss my boyfriend more than you can imagine, I miss how he always ends up at my house at 9AM, I miss how he always holds my hand when he drives, and when he gets mad he tends to use the hand he's holding mine with to make mean gestures at people. I miss everything about him... why can't I just fit him in my pocket?...
Because that's what people do. They leap, and hope to God they can fly,
because otherwise you just drop like a rock, wondering the whole way
down, why in the hell did I jump? But here I am, falling, and
the only one that makes me feel like I can fly... is you.
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| Ladies and Gentlemen of the Xanga community
I have returned. Not only to Xanga but Vancouver.
Oh boy, I miss you -- you big hunk of island you
Back to school, back to bull -- no drama please, because you will be dropped.
I've realized, most friends are typically bullshit,
don't have anything to offer, don't have any space to take in new experiences
Meaning, you're fucking boring
Get this straight: I Don't Dig You For A Reason | | |
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