On Photobooth. Excuse the lack of makeup aka bad skin and shithouse hair
I'm hopping into bed.
Seriously, photobooth rules.
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About Me
- Emma
- Sydney, NSW, Australia
I like to:
- Play Dress Ups,
- Write poetry,
- Fantasise,
- Make Mix Tapes,
- Eat Avocado,
- Paint nails on one hand and
- Do the twist (just like Uma in Pulp Fiction)
Blog Archive
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2009
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April
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- Relax, don't do it (when you want to go to it)
- Hyeres To The Future
- I want you so hard, i want you so good
- Back to the Future
- The Metamorphosis
- I'm thinking
- Please
- Dawn seemed to follow midnight with indecent haste.
- Of course
- "It's spelt like Gucki"
- Apocolypse Now
- They just don't make them like they used to (yes, ...
- Cowboys, Indians, Sunshine and Guns
- Messing About
- Hello Tights
- Alive
- Fucking LOLing hard over this
- W(orld) O(f) W(arcraft)
- I will be your screech and crash if you will be my...
- I like it when you talk like that
- Hat
- BRUNO
- On the pains of an overactive imagination- the act...
- An Evening in Paris
- Thanks K Rudd!
- Love
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