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4 months ago you said to wait.
now you're not even looking at me in the eye. i hate how things are so awkward between us.
Sheryl
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Hi, my name is Sheryl and I'm fifteen. I can skip lunch and dinner on days but eat non-stop on others. I think I'm fat. I'm really so painfully shy you wouldn't believe it. I hate how things are so awkward between us.

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width no more than 170px. really.
Links
my blog i self plug. put you own friends links here
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a dirty-haired gucci model with clean hair.
sooner.
bringback
HA.
2nd.
a little bit fuller.
need.
nut.
best make do.
respect.
LOOKBOOK.nu: collective fashion consciousness.
Credits
Codes: Huiting
Designer: Sheryl F.
Pls don't ever ever rip this. It was painful to draw and because of this I probably wasted enough time to prolly memorize another chapter of my cursed Physics or Bio.
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out of the blue.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008, 7:40 PM
during my daily 5 hours sitting of the classroom, I kinda figured this pattern within. one thing is, don't let someone so fucking annoying and shallow turn you from a normal happy person into some lier who has to keep lying to "keep up" to something so not worth keeping up to. they're proud, and stupid, and even though they might be good at some stuff, it doesn't make them better than the rest. in fact their fucked up attitude makes everything worse. and yes you can call me "slack" or "unconcerned" or dumb as an ass but 1 fine morning, you're gonna wake up, and you're gonna wonder why have you done what you've done for years to come.