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Monday, November 10, 2008
To inform you-
I didn't write all of that today, it's stuff that's been hanging in the back of the closet gathering mothballs. It needed some light. Slightly eaten you can see, but that's what it's all about. Perhaps.
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Emma
Sydney, NSW, Australia
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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)
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