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(because my life is more exciting than yours)
Created on 2004-08-07 00:29:50 (#4097188), last updated 2009-11-24
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Basic Info| Name: | take a deep breath and inhale my sparkles |
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megan.pearson@syncada.com Bio *Once upon a time I used to rule the fucking world.
Every guy I knew wanted me. I had a box stuffed with love letters from boys who were dubbed as the tough guys. But they all wanted me to be their queen. They would have given up everything to make me theirs. One year on Valentine's Day I recevied presents from six different people. I had the best friend in the world, and we had the times of our lives. Late night adventures, secrets, stories. I went to concerts and jumped in the pits amongst all the guys, got my ass kicked, and loved it. Loud music, screaming people, fists to the face. I had good friends and we never failed to have a good time. Always laughing, always together, the kind of friends you always wish you had. I went to parties and drank every weekend. Dancing on coffee tables, drunken kisses, finding bruises on your legs the next day and having no idea where they came from.
I don't quite know what happened to those days. My life seems so sad now, so in order to savour the good old days, I keep this journal to remind me of the excitement in my life. The secret excitement that nobody else can know about.
Every guy I knew wanted me. I had a box stuffed with love letters from boys who were dubbed as the tough guys. But they all wanted me to be their queen. They would have given up everything to make me theirs. One year on Valentine's Day I recevied presents from six different people. I had the best friend in the world, and we had the times of our lives. Late night adventures, secrets, stories. I went to concerts and jumped in the pits amongst all the guys, got my ass kicked, and loved it. Loud music, screaming people, fists to the face. I had good friends and we never failed to have a good time. Always laughing, always together, the kind of friends you always wish you had. I went to parties and drank every weekend. Dancing on coffee tables, drunken kisses, finding bruises on your legs the next day and having no idea where they came from.
I don't quite know what happened to those days. My life seems so sad now, so in order to savour the good old days, I keep this journal to remind me of the excitement in my life. The secret excitement that nobody else can know about.
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