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Thursday, January 08, 2009

everything in the book sounded like something i would have written. i guess i'm not alone haha. and i left something for myself too. it was kind of dumb that everyone else saw it except for me? maybe i was in denial. or maybe i just chose to overlook it.

can the sun please stop hidingggg!

Dipsy green, glitter Tweety Bird yellow and Tom and Jerry's Tom with bling.

love you like a sister;
11:26 pm