s e i z e d i e m ;p

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s e i z e m e . . . and try to hold on

skimming the basics:

m u l t i m e d i a

art
music

a thousand words

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happy fathers day

Stamped: 3:04 AM

where have all the handy men gone?

because i have the best dad in the world

i'm glad i'm the only girl...so then i dont have to get jealous of leon (because i'll always be his lil girl)

but seriously, home is where my heart belongs ♥ (where home means family..and quite possibly even disneyland ;p )

+ bummed around all day..studied 2-3 hours total for my final
+ that could have gone over better...

+ skydiving manana!
+ and then another final :( but the last one! :) EVER :D

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any thoughts?

your thoughts | no thoughts

always, on repeat

"get down on your knees whisper what i need something pretty i feel that when i'm old i'll look at you and know the world is beautiful then you tell me you say that love goes anywhere in your darkest time it's just enough to know it's there when you go i'll let you be but you're killing everything in me"