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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
(You can skip this part.)
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.

Tagboard
cbox cbox cbox.
width no more than 170px. really.
Links
my blog i self plug. put you own friends links here
Archives
hear.
all the details in the fabric
take it higher. (countdown 2hrs 48mins)
plastic.
take a look so you can see how beautiful you are.
to you, too.
zsa zsa zsu.
rationalise that.
Put yourself in her position.
Mrs gris
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.
Image references: 1 2 3
idol
Tuesday, September 2, 2008, 8:02 PM
math consultation was effective so at least the 5 hours were not wasted. in about 4 more hours it will be officially a 1 month countdown to end-of-years (oh joy) and today was a bit depressing cuz of the weather, and luckily tomorrow I've got no lesson or outing whatsoever so there's enough time to do my revision.

and I get it that it's actually hard for you to be happy for someone, but at least fake it.

no no you're such an asshole wtf.