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“We’ll take a drive, so you can breathe the West Coast wind tonight, whispers...”
– The City Drive (West Coast Wind)
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Formspring, please? →
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nomoreamoranymore asked: NO? Why no? I'm confused...
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nicolerosebarnes asked: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=gina+mae
hahah
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“That’s her stepdad. Her real dad must have been a boner.”
– My mom
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ghosttocoast asked: hey, Im gonna be in your neck of the woods in march and april!
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I need to start understanding that, as a girl, I can’t expect the same mushy-ness from guys. It just gets me upset for absolutely no reason. He’s done NOTHING wrong, but I’m now crying because I expected an emotional, mushy, lovey-dovey post. What the fuck is wrong with me? He’s a BOY, he’s not a girl, and he’s definitely not me. I need to stop this nonsense!
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What I miss most about Florida:
Laying my head on John’s chest and hearing the noises his tummy constantly makes, even if we just ate. Holding his hand while he drives and almost kills us. Laying under his arm while he reads after nerding out to set up Dexter for me to watch. Dancing for hours at BackBooth in our own world, not caring who’s watching us. Rinsing the sauce from our shrimp entrée off of broccoli...
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