a girl.
named ALEESHA KATHLEEN WILSON.
year 12 woonona high school.
blonde hair green eyes.
I.N L.O.V.E.
wif my sexy boyfriend tommy.
hav the most gorgeous group of friends.
sharnel is my best friend n always will be=)
love the colour pink.
wana be a graphic/fashion designer 1 day.
love dancing in my underware.
love kissing in the rain.
HATE liers.
love laughing at the most stupidest things.
LOVE cuddles.
love to party.
sluts n hoes rnt worth my time.
i forgive BUT wont forget.
i believe in love at first sight.
i dont want to get old and wrinkly.
addicted to myspace.my boy
hes the best boyfriend ever. hes everythin to me. he treats me lik a princess. he does nethin for me. i love him wif all my heart. never loved ne1 this much EVER! he makes me laugh. he makes me cry. he makes me smile. he makes me very angry at timme, but i know he will always be there 4 me wif out a doubt. he will never leave wif out sayin i love you no matter how much he may hate me at the time he always will. i can tell him nethin. i would never hurt him. i can be my true self around him. this is true love! i love you tom edward mccheane.READ:
BARBIE N KEN
They decide to exchange heads.
Barbie squeezes the small opening under her chin
over Ken's bulging neck socket. His wide jaw line jostles
atop his girlfriend's body, loosely,
like one of those novelty dogs
destined to gaze from the back windows of cars.
The two dolls chase each other around the orange Country Camper
unsure what they'll do when they're within touching distance.
Ken wants to feel Barbie's toes between his lips,
take off one of her legs and force his whole arm inside her.
With only the vaguest suggestion of genitals,
all the alluring qualities they possess as fashion dolls,
up until now, have done neither of them much good.
But suddenly Barbie is excited looking at her own body
under the weight of Ken's face. He is part circus freak,
part thwarted hermaphrodite. And she is imagining
she is somebody else-- maybe somebody middle class and ordinary,
maybe another teenage model being caught in a scandal.The night had begun with Barbie getting angry
at finding Ken's blow up doll, folded and stuffed
under the couch. He was defensive and ashamed, especially about
not having the breath to inflate her. But after a round
of pretend-tears, Barbie and Ken vowed to try
to make their relationship work. With their good memories
as sustaining as good food, they listened to late-night radio
talk shows, one featuring Doctor Ruth. When all else fails,
just hold each other, the small sex therapist crooned.
Barbie and Ken, on cue, groped in the dark,
their interchangeable skin glowing, the color of Band-Aids.
Then, they let themselves go-- Soon Barbie was begging Ken
to try on her spandex miniskirt. She showed him how
to pivot as though he was on a runway. Ken begged
to tie Barbie onto his yellow surfboard and spin her
on the kitcen table until she grew dizzy. Anything,
anything, they both said to the other's requests,
their mirrored desires bubbling from the most unlikely places.LOVEMYFLASH CODE
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