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17 November 2009

Cinderella. @ 1:42 PM

When I was just a little girl,
My momma used to tuck me into bed and she read me a story.
It always was about a Princess in distres.
And how a guy would save her and end up with the glory.
I'd lie in bed and think about the person that I wanted to be.
Then one day I realized the fairy tale life wasn't for me

.the pig is still talking

Woof. I mean, Oink.

.profile

Christ Tan. And I'm not Jesus Christ.

.somewhere over the rainbow

.madly,deeply in love(for now)

You're Beautiful

.sshhh

.- (infinity)