MissMicky754

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Joined: September 29, 2010
Last Seen: 4 years
user id: 126800
Location: Australia
Gender: F

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Dear girls. You don't need a perfect boyfriend. All you need is one who loves your weirdness, wants to spend time with you & respects you.
 - Beau Brooks

 
    F O R M A T    C R E D: _Janette   | DON'T REMOVE PLEASE


go look in a mirror.
now, tell yourself you look
 
pretty, and mean it.
 

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Different.

I like the way he puts a tad too much hair gel in and when it begins to dry, a single piece at the front falls onto his forehead. I like to fix it for him, but I like how he'll flick it forward once again after I put it back into place.
I like the times when we watch movies, but he doesn't watch them because he's too busy cutely attempting to land popcorn on my tongue and making sure I'm comfortable.
I also like the times he tells me he's going to take me to Paris one day, and kiss me underneath the Eiffel Tower at midnight while everyone else is fast asleep. I like those times.
And he's different because I know that one day we're actually going to go there, and he's actually going to kiss me underneath the Eiffel Tower at midnight while everyone is fast asleep.

Just us. It's different. He's different.

















Happy

Halloween!
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I met my best friend DeVante's dad a month or two ago. He's an awesome guy. He's very outgoing and wicked funny and he doesn't have a filter. He's chill about anything DeVante does. I told DeVante I wished my dad was more like his and DeVante just said "You wish your dad was addicted to cocaine?" And that's when I realized how easy it is to hide a drug addiction, and how easy it for a child of a drug addict to act like nothing's wrong. And I think that's everyone gets surprised when I tell them my mom's an Oxycodone addict. I don't know why, but we're pretty good at hiding it when we're falling apart.

*Gets Sent To Hell* 

Me: Huh? Where am I?
Satan: You're in Hell.
Me: What? But I was just alive...
Satan: And now you're dead.
Me: *sighs* I guess I'm gonna be punished for my sins now, huh?
Satan: Not exactly, I just need you to poke at these suffering souls in a pit with a pitchfork.
Me: Really? So this is like a job offer or something?
Satan: Somewhat *hands me a giant pitchfork* Try it out.
Me: Okay *pokes into the pit* Hey, this is kinda fun. *pokes more*
Satan: You're getting the hang of it.
Me: Yepp. Say, can I have two pitchforks instead of just one?
Satan:
Me: 
Me: *gets named employee of the month*
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