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in ten years we'll go to Ohio and steal Cadillacs for a livinggg.
today is 11.11..ha. <3 too much to write and too much to do. aah. i'm a little worried that i couldn't care less about school right now. (y mi amor, i'm sorry i forgot about you! i'll give you a dollar) just because i'm staying out late on pretty much every school night, doesn't mean i can't do good in school..yeah. well. &i have decided that i like how everything is right now. yes. in conclusion: true. &i've realized that disney movies are the most amazing movies out there, especially when you're the only ones there watching it who don't have kids. 
When i'm talking to myself i'd always rather be talking to you.
whyyy don't we hit restart; &pause it at our favorite parts.
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| I'm gonna stay 18 forever so we can stay like this foreverr.
Ah. It's been busy. &good. lots of konstantine, pictures, eating, driving, being immature, and being too cool for school. yeah. you heard me. this week consisted of: unimportant stuff, spending halloween with christopher at walmart (and buying a punkin for a dollar. yeah. that's right. &we got yelled at by the drive-thru box at taco bell for taking a picture..it was scary. real scary), and celebrating belated birthdays. and then there was the boy in the hall. ah yes. these are the days i live for. i wonder..if it wasn't me, then who did he spend a night of 'lalala' with? hm. a mystery to all. and then there's restaraunts &movies. yup. 2 more weeks. it's november, meaning thanksgiving- then christmas. and snoooow. new people everywhere. junior year? it's not so bad after all. who knew. sunday best &broken glass.
youu're just jealous
cause we're young and inlove.
i said 'let's save this for some other night.' &she said 'no, no, no; i know that everthing's gonne be just fine.' |
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| &youu watch me fall like New York in an earthquake. <3
food. shirts. iron-ons. BUSH. birthdays. october. videooos. pictures. 17. ashlee simpson. mix CDs. being cool. laughing. velvet. SICK. senses fail. NEVER wanting to grow up. senor chuckles. cool hand luke. icecream. guido &moulyho. car crash. spare ribs. broken tables. like sands through an hour glass, so are the days of our lives. it's alriiiight. ahhh, the boy called me lindsay. &i have RED hair.
The smile just melted off youur face and stained your shirt. It burned a hole into your chest, looks like it hurt.
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