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To the left to the left, everything in the box i own to the left
Friday, October 15, 2010, 2:11 AM

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The possible shopping list because nothing ever promised tomorrow today
  1. A new bag.
    Omg the fake mulberry peach pink bag is so pretty what the hell???????
  2. A new camera.
    The skinniest bitch with the badass price tag please.
  3. New makeup foundations and primers.
    Laura Mercier Dur Gurlfriend
  4. A new hair colour and cut.
    Gurl you flip that hair gurl.

And a neverending pile of clothes every week because i change my taste like a fat whore changes her jean size.

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I promise myself i would not buy expensive things alone.
Right?