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DEBS!
fourteen01
FIFTEEN! :D
welcome to SINGLEHOOD (:
chijtpps
chijtpss
1five 05'
2five 06'
3six 07'
tracker; ODACian DANCE ENSEMBLE :DDD
SHE'S NOT A GOOD GIRL; NEITHER IS SHE A BAD ONE.
SIXtm/ 5ivetm. you'll get it soon enough.
I LOVE THE SHIT OUTTA MY PEOPLE; they rock the fuck outta me.
coffee, bubbletea &chocolates helps in depression.
if you see a swing, let HER have it, or she'll get cranky.
she loves LOLLIPOPS!
she loves ALOCHOL vodka especially!

eye-linered & shimmy lip glossed.




♥ Credits
Designer :D SARA-ANN the SEX (:
Base codes :D
Thursday, March 01, 2007



















Note To Self - From First to Last.

Two roads... split off from here,
and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am, and who I want to be.

I wanted to be that breath of fresh air,
When everything smelled so insincere.
But this taste still lingers in my mouth,
Deceit has ways of sticking around.
And I'm ready to disappear,
Vacation seems far, seems far from here.

Note to self: I miss you terribly.
This is what we call a tragedy.
Come back to me, come back to me, to me.
Note to self: I miss you terribly.
This is what we call a tragedy.
Come back to me, back to me, to me.

I can feel my mind, wandering again.
Into where I don't know, and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving, faster than I can.
And I'm sick of this scene,
I need a break from routine.

I can feel my mind, wandering again.
Into where I don't know, and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving, faster than I can.
And I'm sick of this scene,
I need a break from routine.

Two roads... split off from here,
and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am, and who I want to be.

Which part of me is lost? I feel so close, and yet I am so far.
Which part of me is lost? I feel so close, and yet I am so far.

damn it.
i'm feeling all emo all over again.
anyway
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ANDREW JAMES SHEPHERDSON. (aka. matt's brother)
hahah.
happy birthday kiddo. continue bullying matt (:


F&N coursework extremely sucks. i freaking swear.
once again; i shall state my ground.
I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT F&N.

toodles!

somewhere along
the bitter end.



8:04 PM

With Love ;
♥debs