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♣ WELSHIE
Tuesday, July 28, 2009 || 12:10 AM Splashing her feet in the water, Welshie pounded out a cigarette, tossing the pack back to Leighton, her adopted sister. Calm rushed through her as she inhaled the sweet essence. "Ahh, this is the shit I'm talkin' 'bout." She expressed, exhaling. Her sister nodded, while Culbe, the host of this little party, and others made comments such as "You know you'll die from that", "You smell gross when you smoke".Laughing along with everyone, she leaned back, black and blue hair splaying along the deck.  Labels: literature, polyvore |
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make me immortal with a kiss This space is for your profile. Mmm, perhaps you can tell them how you have a BAD HAIR DAY every other day, how your best friend started to talk like a Valley Girl, how you wished art ought to be banned from school, or you'd wish to have a mom as cool as LADY GAGA. You'd go to school in a bubble dress, and strut down the hallways as the basketball hotties gawk at how awesome you look. Make your profile as lame, unrealistic, stupid as you want. You can even say you're friends with a fat, immature man who lives on the rooftop of your house. Who claims he's the greatest at everything. It's YOUR blog, and tell them their criticism would be so not welcome. bolditalicunderline |
