| time is flying by.
and i'm getting closer to making over the world.
how do you do?
i've got a lot of catching up to do. |
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| hugs and kisses from the other side of the atlantic.
btw. someone neeeeds to come get me on the 30th. otherwise ill be stuck living in the terminals for the rest of my life.
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| leaving in....dun-dun-dun.....
72 hours.
maybe i'll send u a postcard.
tata.
<3 |
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| hmmm pictures are worth a 1000 words, no?
ty pouting at the lack of muscle.
yes. most definently. we expected more, ty.
grrrr. i was angry. like any foreigner should be.
as nicole was peeking in the neighboring windows with the lights on.
whilst robin was checking her deyhdration levels.
and lauren embracing nostalgia of a moonlit nite.
if only it was comprehensible.
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today i've lost all my wisdom. at least all the wisdom that's been depositing in my jaws over the past 2 decades.
i don't know how i feel about sutures in my mouth.
lauren came and rescued me. from the faroff lands of painkillers, tobacco shortages, and starvation.
<3
moving on.
this is my fabulously newly sewn skirt.
but it looks like its meant to serve as a duvet rather than a skirt. all in all though, not bad for an amateur experience from scratch.
~ Emina (with a newly found vicodin appreciation) |
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