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Tuesday, 23 September 2008
Nashtard<3

Elvis baby.(It's my art, Laaaa.)

I feel like I don't have a life.
I'm not going out like i used to.
Everything's taking so long.
Just finished packing.
Everything i need is in A tiny Suitcase.
I hate living out a Suitcase.
Everything's gonna be shipped to South Africa.
Boo, I'll miss my stuff.
Nashrul-Nashtard.

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All of you who think South Africa's all tribal, need to Google the country.


;Listening to Anna Molly-Incubus.


Xox. [06:48]




Perchance to dream.

Photobucket
(I trust them.)

KimberlyValerieKenworthy.
British&malay.

What's in a name? That which we call a rose. By any other name would smell as sweet.


Sunshine.



I wanna;
Succeed.
Accomplish the impossible.


The way to dusky death.

BendToBreak.





Skins.

Fine, fine. I shall link people.

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