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in my room.
9.14.2004
lets pack up and move to california.
i like dressing up into someone i'm not
and pretending that all that matters in life
is me, my best frend, my fake tea, and my fake pearls.
and yes... i'm the one on the right.
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tuesday night. not thursday.
thats what you wanted to hear.
No title
it's worse than you think...
fucking milk man.
.moneen.
never thought i'd love someone like i love you
standing in the rainn...
aqua.
cuz i'm a wishfull thinker...
lets pack up and move to california.
i'm lying just to keep you here
cross my heart and hope to...
why is this happening.
its been a while since i was your...
forca.
my notebook will explain.
am i that obvious?
all alone.
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