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[21 Nov 2009|01:18pm] |
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I'm 18 today. I'm legal! Ya!
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[20 Apr 2009|02:51pm] |
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happy birthday lover raymond (K) youre 18*!~ and happy 420!
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[15 Oct 2008|06:56pm] |
haven't seen me in a while!
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[11 Mar 2008|01:12pm] |
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I'm in love.
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[28 Feb 2008|01:48pm] |
who loves their life?
i do!
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[21 Jan 2008|07:48pm] |
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( ME!!! )
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[06 Jan 2008|06:26pm] |
Another haiku by Jessica Kuchta.
Snow. Snow. Snow. Snow. Snow.
Ev'ryday it starts to snow.
I'm too cold for this.
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[06 Jan 2008|03:50am] |
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Whenever I want to sing, I have a shower. It just seems like the most reasonable place to let myself go.
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[14 Dec 2007|10:46pm] |
My mom won a Wii for free at her Christmas party at work!!!
OMG.
AAHHH
WII
SOO GOOD
I LOVE IT
I PLAY ALL NIGHT.
I HAVE CONTACTS TOO.
CAPS LOCK NECESSARY.
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[08 Dec 2007|12:07pm] |
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i'm going to see anti flag in 6 hours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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[05 Dec 2007|09:12pm] |
lolo
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[03 Dec 2007|02:01pm] |
me and some boys just blazed outside my school and on the wall there was this poem:
ahemmmmm *cough* *cough*
"roses are red.
indians are brown.
but that is my race, so don't put it down.
my indian pride i will not hide.
my indian race, i will not disgrace"
!!!!!!!!!
love it!
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[01 Dec 2007|12:17am] |
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im going to b.c. for christmas!!!!!
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[27 Nov 2007|06:56pm] |
i get contacts on the 13th!!
that's me.
i never look different anymore i don't think.
i guess that's ok?
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[26 Nov 2007|02:56pm] |
i love root beer and sheila and photography and guitar hero.
i love photography.
i dont think i take good pictures either, but being in the darkroom is just like a fucking movement.
i feel so passionate about it.
hahahahaha.
i'm serious.
i just spend 2 hours in the darkroom ! and i was listening to music and bumpin all alone.
but it was so good.
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[25 Nov 2007|06:22pm] |
you're the good things.
yeah that's you...
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[20 Nov 2007|02:36pm] |
I can always look to the sky,
pronounce the words softly and then breathe slow.
BREATHE SLOW.
It's just another way I'm going to have to carry you.
On a sling, on a leash.
It's got you in one.
It's got you in four.
So belittled you're almost gone.
It takes this first spark to make it through the night.
It takes all night just to get it right.
It's right now.
my birthday is tomorrow :)
i finally turn 16.
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