GOOD PEOPLE, GOOD TIMES
BAD WINE !
And this boy:
Absolute love of my life! Always there to pick my nose and give me cuddles and play Tony Hawk with me in the library...The only person I would ever want to see me lose a game
once me laura and moll (not chiraag) wrote a drunken letter to my french teacher and left it on her door step.
a week prior to this, i sent my mum a message saying "fruity lexia makes you sexier!!!"
she politely ignored this message. i sent another saying "aren't you going to talk to me?!?!"
she, again, ignored me.
sometimes i wish lara didn't come to caringbah because the canteen is now minus one apple, and a car is minus one p plate. (but rly i love her)
I'd really like to meet "Xavier", my sms pal.
The father of Bree saying "no" over and over
A Night in Bronwyn.
"I'M BACK AND I WAS FISTED!"
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I'm not even kidding.
They know!
Mel:)
BREE!