it is that time again. packing time. also called the time when i procrastinate until the cab comes at 6am. i mean really, all i need is a swimsuit and flipflops, right? and a tanktop, sexy short shorts, and a dress. done.
so i lost 10 lbs in the last month. yay me. i plan to eat 10 lbs of papaya in hawaii.
i also plan to frolic and splash about.
i can't wait to take naps in the sun...ocean hair...freckled cheeks...oh yes. yes. yes.
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she melts and mends. all the pieces scatter and shatter. and then they fit right back together.
hi. welcome to the unread ramblings of a girl with nothing important to say. this doesn't stop her from sharing all her meaningless opinions and observations. she swears. she can't spell. she binges on cake and vodka.
"people blog because they think their lives are more important than they actually are".
- me, october 22, 2007, to shannon after she told me about a shirt that says "no one reads your blog". i told her i want it. and i also want a shirt that says "i blog, therefore i am".
"people blog because they think their lives are more important than they actually are".
- me, october 22, 2007, to shannon after she told me about a shirt that says "no one reads your blog". i told her i want it. and i also want a shirt that says "i blog, therefore i am".
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