Whoa...Rachael you look like someone I know. And I think you both look really cute and happy. XD
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
I'd never been to a high school dance in my life, and I'm a junior, so I decided to go to homecoming on the weekend with my friends. We were an hour and forty minutes late, but I didn't care that much because it was the first time my madre let me ride in a car where a HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT (my friend Nate) was driving. He has a nice sports car, too xD
Anyways, this picture was taken when I got home /AFTER/ I I got all sweaty and icky and gross and my hair got ruined. Haha, I have to go ask my friends for the other photos.
You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself into one.
The writer, when he is also an artist, is someone who admits what others don't dare reveal.
Makes no sense, considering the hippie reputation, but hey. Whatever floats your boat. Also wore tie-dye socks, my oldest pair of Converse (that fit), and wrote LOVE on my knuckles. Got carpetburn on my elbow; we were playing Dr. Freeze, see, and I got pointed at. I slammed my fist to my heart, screamed "STEEELLLLAAAA!" and dropped to the carpet. On my elbows.
Love my school.
hey, Jude, don't make it bad take a sad song and make it better remember to let it into your heart then you can start to make it better.
Thisis MY haloween look! Lookie my eye! It took me fifteen minutes I didn't have.
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look at that beautiful eye!
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emade with eyeliner. it itches.
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'We will never believe again, kick drum beating in my chest again, oh, we will never believe in anything again, preach electric to a microphone stand.'
