The days until I can leave this miserable town, and all it's drama, behind me.
Just twenty three more days until I'm off in Barcelona, without any connection to LA.
As much as I love all of you in our boring little town of West Hills, I can't wait 'till you're in my rearview mirror.
Twenty three days. Then eighteen days of peace. Eighteen days to figure out what I'm going to do when I get back.
How I'll survive with all of you. Hahaa.
LATER SUCKERS!
twenty three just happens to be my lucky number too









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He's on fire.
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Deoxys: I'm going to candy mountain!
EvE: oh god. . . again?
Deoxys: Don't worry! *holds up a stick* I've still got another kidney, and I've got this pixie stick to distract them~!
EvE: . . . *sigh*
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Loveisthemovement.
Equality<3
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Dericious ducks
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Loveisthemovement.
Equality<3
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Dericious ducks
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Loveisthemovement.
Equality<3
and your poems
just sayin'.
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He's on fire.
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Loveisthemovement.
Equality<3
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Without a decent sense of hyperbole, you will never, ever, ever, never, ever, EVER make it in this world!