BeYounique

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Joined: February 11, 2012
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user id: 273161

Hello witty user! My name is Samantha Im 15 years old.  Im just like any other teenage girl.  I honestly dont know what to say, so if you wanna know something dont be shy to ask.  
..Dont Judge Just Listen..
.. Its not a bad life, just a bad day ..

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Im 5"8 am I too tall to wear heels?
I JUST REALIZED THERE IS WITTY CHAT I THINK I ALMOST PEED :) :) :) :) IM REALLY EXICTED OVER THIS!!!!!


 I know its not that big of a deal , but Im kinda stoked that this is my 50th quote!
Dont hate that its not that big of a number.... 

 

your  the boy  I wanna make funny faces with  
 Have late night phone calls with
 and have stupid little fights with over which chocolate to buy or which movie to see





 


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I am 
amazingly
crazily
stupidly 
incredibly  ridiculously 
 INLOVE
withyou
 





 


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For every fave I'll do a push up and double the amount of situps. Everyday Ill double the number! 
Im 139 pounds, at the the end of the week Ill post how much I weigh 

so I got  a  tumblr  now,
I dont have any followers yet
know  what  would  be  awesome? 
  If  all  you  lovely  people  followed me

aI promise to follow back!


♥Thank-you Love you all xoxo♥
 


BeYounique xD
If you were a booger, Id pick you ♥
Men should not hit women. 
Men should not make women cook.
Men should not hate women.
Men should not make women clean.
Men should not let women face there own problems.


Men should hit on women.
Men should cook for women.
Men should love women.
Men should clean for the women.
Men should help women face there problems. 
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!