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I just watched her make the same mistakes again.

 Quotes: Time machines don't exist. I'm so sick of people saying "I wish I could back in time.." Listen, sweetie, that's not gonna happen. I'm sorry, but it just won't.
Hey. Just scream Alexis & see who looks at you. I'm 5,000 days old, plus some. I live in a snowball. My friends are monks. My parents are the shit, even if we don't get along. I own a PuertoRicon bracelet and a Italian purse. I hope I make you smile in the next 60 seconds. :)
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17.8.09, 5:44 PM
paige's. it's been a rough/amazing day, and i don't know if i can fully explain it.

15th - moved stuff into storage.
16th - grandma took me shopping, got lots of new stuff.
Today - was supposed to hang out with Zach & Paige, but he woke me up and said something about his dad & sister, i honestly don't know. i was half awake. so i came over to paige's, then went home quick to grab keys and got in the biggest fight ever with my brother. let's just say it ended with tears, but it's all good(:

TOMORROW~ might hang out with Paige & Zach, then gonna go get ma hair done, whoopt! (: