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The Girl Who Says Quack
Wednesday, March 18, 2015. Cause We All Want Change. I've been listening to Never Shout Never's new album Recycled Youth - Vol. One On repeat since it came out a few days ago. Photos circa 2010. I was a silly thing even then). I've been listening to Never Shout Never since I was 14. That was 7 years ago! Do you still listen to any of your teenage favorite bands? Have a wonderful day! Sunday, February 15, 2015. Hello out there blogging world. Right now my darling boyfriend Sam. As I said my boyfriend is h...
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the girl who...
Tuesday, May 05, 2009. The girl who has a mind reader. Tio Sabi is missing some money. That really doesn't surprise me as he can be prone to be, ah, scatterbrained. To put it kindly) about his personal (and other people's personal) possessions. I think its likely he spent it and forgot about it. However, as things go in this household, when something is missing, we go to the kiddos. Boys, did any of you pick up a $10 bill you may have found laying around? Solemn faces, "no.". Sunday, April 12, 2009.
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I see Smells!
Sunday, April 24, 2016. It smells like sex in here! What does sex smell like to you? After Sex" really does have a smell. Of course, some of it could be guilt! Each body produces bodily fluids during sexual activities. Each person has different levels of odor that permeates through their sweat and different people sweat differently. I have friends who seem cool during the hottest part of summer; and some friends who sweat during winter. It is not just sweat, but pheromones. Other things influence the "od...
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~We come together, state of the art~
We come together, state of the art. I used to obsess over living. Now I only obsess over you. Tell me you'd like boys like me better. In the dark laying on top of you. So many times that. I'm not sure if it. So many times that. I'm not sure if it. THIS HAS BEEN SAID SO MANY TIMES THAT I'M NOT SURE IF IT. WELL THIS HAS BEEN SAID SO MANY TIMES THAT I'M NOT SURE IF IT. I hope all bisexual people are having a good day today. You can only pick between blink 182 or green day. This work is dedicated to dallo-n.
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SHIANNE. she smiles ♥ | is where i jot ups & downs
Is where i jot ups and downs. SHIANNE. she smiles. As time goes, i might have forgotten how to make you smile…. Probably, in you, i’m no longer that Shianne…. Please don’t hurt my fragile heart when you’re almost my everything. Chinese New Year 2012. I know i’m rather late for only posting about it NOW. Alrighto, on the eve, baby and i have 2 rounds of Reunion dinner. First, we make a trip down to my aunt’s place as that’s where i grow up and spend my childhood. 8211; Girlfriend, Kit. Chinese new year wa...
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The Girl Who Speaks (To Herself) | Thoughts, when they come to me.
The Girl Who Speaks (To Herself). Thoughts, when they come to me. About Myself, and Why My Blog is Named So. Matters Of The Heart. April 13, 2016. April 13, 2016. Let me explore the deep black skies in your eyes. Let me run wild on the great plains of your chest. Let me marvel at your rough, strong hands. And their many million stories to tell. I will take you to a place where you can heave your sighs of relief. I will take your fears and give them wings and we will watch them fly away. Let me love you.
