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greyXmatter

:: 2005 21 April :: 9.59pm
:: Mood: bored

[a]ge: 15.8
[b]estfriends: Ricky, Brielle, Katie, Brandon, Tyler, and I'm really hearting Jason.
[c]hoice of meat: uh. ...yeah wha?
[d]ream date: take me out in the pickup, lets go to mcdonalds and demand strawberry milkshakes. then we'll go out to the lake and hangout on the tailgate and watch the moon and the stars dance.
[e]xciting adventure: ...mudding?
[f]avorite food: grapefruit?
[g]reatest accomplishment: bull riding, you know?
[h]appiest day of your life: the day i'm outta debt and can ride bulls all i want with darren as my crazed husband. ...HAHA.
[i]nterests: hispanics, music, language, writing, bull riding, riding, getting dirty, trucks
[j]ello: lime or uh.. blue.
[k]ool aid: I can't stand kool aid.
[l]ove: socks. boys. hair.
[m]ost valued: pictures and memories.
[n]ame: Casey
[o]utfit you wore to school today: uh. ... i don't go to school? uhh.. but I wore a green cami and a wrangler shirt tied above my belly button and uhmm... bluejeans... that are too tight on me.... and.. my workboots... and spurs... and.... my hair in a messy bun .. yeah. I wore that to Lit class today, if that counts.
[p]izza topping: nothing
[q]uestion most asked: "whaaaaaat?"
[r]adio station: 96.1
[s]port: bull riding
[t]elevision show: PBR, Degrassi
[u]r favorite song: I don't like this song anymore. anyways, it's Blaine Larson - "How do you get that Lonely?"
[w]here you live: Blairstown.
[x]yz: tits.
[y]ear born: 1989
[z]odiac sign: Cancer

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greyXmatter

:: 2005 21 April :: 5.07pm
:: Mood: blah

I may be an accident...
...But I'm still trying...



...and that's more than I can say for him.

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greyXmatter

:: 2005 20 April :: 9.08pm
:: Mood: giddy
:: Music: [Angela Baker and My Obsession With Fire]

Today was so awesome! I had a spanish lesson and then I was packing up getting ready to leave and who walks in?! RICKY! I was like "OH MY GOD BABY!" and I ran over and gave him a huge hug and we talked to my spanish teacher for a while about like.. random stuff... Why I'm outta school and all that. Then me and Ricky went outside and sat under the big oak tree and just kinda... played with ants and uhh... He went through my purse and put all my lipgloss on and... hahah... found a mini John Deere tractor and we were playing with it. hahaha...oh, and he was playing with my tampon. (Un-used you sickos.)

Pictures:


This is uh... me and him having a QTip fight... I don't know... we were stabbing each other with QTips.


What a babe.


Look at that sexy thannnnng!


He didn't like the smell of that lip stuff.


However, he loved my orange flavored one...



Yeah... he's gonna be a model one day.

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greyXmatter

:: 2005 19 April :: 11.34pm
:: Mood: amused

...Cute or what..? -_-

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greyXmatter

:: 2005 15 April :: 9.22pm
:: Mood: exanimate
:: Music: [NJ Falls Into The Atlantic]

Don't tell me that I'm playing someone. Don't ever tell me that until you're the one that litterally cries yourself to sleep over him. Don't sit there and tell me that I'm not faithful to Dan because I still love Josh. Don't tell me anything like that until you're the one who cries over anything that reminds you of him. Josh was my first love and someone that I just can't get over right now. That doesn't even come close to making me an un-faithful person to someone else. I love Dan so much and just... his happiness makes me so much better. But in all honesty, I'm not completely over Josh, and no, I don't know how long it's going to take. I don't like hiding things from other people... which is why I told you. If all you're going to do is tell me that I'm not loyal and I'm not worth trusting, you need to re-evaluate our friendship, because you don't know me all that well. Things fucking suck. They fucking do.

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