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Sunday, May 20, 2007

sometimes it's addiction, sometimes it hurts like hell.
you can make me love you, and have more than i do.

okay. i officially despise my dad. not really. but i hate him for the fact that HE ISN'T BRINGING ME TO THE CHARLES AND KEITH SALES. OMG. GAHHHH
i want freaking new shoes. WHY CAN'T HE GET ME TO WAKE UP EARLIER!
i want to go for that freaking sales.
WHY DIDN'T HE WAKE ME UP AT TEN INSTEAD OF ELEVEN!?
okay, so maybe i'm cranky in the morning and i hate being woken up earlier than eleven.
BUT WHY DIDN'T HE TELL ME THERE WAS A SALES AND HE WAS GOING THERE WITH MUM!?
gahhhh
i want new shoes.
GAHHHH
MUMMMMMMMMMMM!

songofobsession:
ashleesimpson-unreachable

spinning a tale ; @ 1:21 pm
hidden agendas and stolen kisses;

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