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HiDer:]
cinthia heree.
and ima freshy in HS!!!
IK so old. T_T
lemme just say one thing:
highschool is NOT the shit.
hhmm well... idk what else to say bout mehself... OH! almost fergot!
I FLIPPIN LOVE MUSIC!
literally im listening to my ipod 24/7
cudn't survive wifout it!
emkayy thats purty much it so...
thx fer visiting my page! hope ya like it
:]]

::Music::
nBlood On The Dance Floor
nMetro Station
nNeverShoutNever!
nEat Me While I'm Hot
nThe Maine
nOwl City
nDeath Cab For Cutie
nI Set My Friends On Fire (The Calvary Kids)
nHandshakes And Highfives
nBrokencyde
nScarykids Scaring Kids
nBoys Like Girls
nScene Aesthetic
nMayday Parade
nThe Millionaires
nCobra Starship
n3OH!3
nCute Is What We Aim For
nBring Me The Horizon
nBreathe Carolina
nNickasaur
nStephan Jerzak
nMyToyBox
nDotDotCurve
nRacing Kites
nStereo Skyline
nThe Academy Is...
nHey Monday
nThe White Tie Affair
nShort Stack
nOne Step Closer
nAlexIsOnFire
nPanic! At The Disco
nGorillaz
nBlue Foundation
nYelle
nThe Perfect Measure
nHeyHiHello!
nPorcelain and the Tramps
nShe&Him
nThe Follow Through
nWatch Out! There's Ghosts
nFlyleaf
n30 Seconds To Mars
nParamore
nThe Used
nSenses Fail
nThe Presets
nMy Chemical Romance
nCash Cash
nBlink 182
nForever The Sickest Kids
nTeen Hearts
nKerli
nMedic Droid

::Fanart::

i make fanart too!!!
so if ya want any just request:]]

::some fanart i've made::

Favorite Quotes

-Keepin' it real;;
Like a happy meal(:

All MIne(:

made by 12iloveyoubaby12
on March 02, 2010 00:04:23

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^{I Can Never Come On Here Anymore}

because to log on my password is his name.
I can't change it, because I'd still have to log on.
So I stare at my screen, as a silent tear runs down my face.
I pray for the answers to the questions running in my mind,
and I hope one day he can forgive me.

Love you - -

worth the read. i think. ?

made by SummerLove_2nite
on February 27, 2010 21:58:04

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made by tellmeyouloveme
on February 26, 2010 20:59:25

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soft hair

nice eyes collar bones
cute smile, soft lips.
nice fingers - strong back,
c u t e a s s (;
toned legs , strong arms
not too much muscle, not too skinny
good teeth - nice sense of humor
s a r c a s t i c , c a r i n g
handsome
but, i don't ask for much.

made by SimplyCydney
on February 08, 2010 18:26:42

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<div style="text-align: center;">soft hair</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">nice eyes  collar bones 
cute   smile,    soft   lips. 
nice fingers - strong back, 
c u t e a s s  (; 
toned legs  ,  strong arms 
 not too much muscle, not too skinny 
 good teeth  -  nice sense of humor 
s a r c a s t i c , c a r i n g 
handsome 
but, i don't ask for much.</div>

blah,blah,blah
S H U T T H E F U C K U P , A N D

kiss me//

made by SimplyCydney
on February 09, 2010 16:52:20

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i broke witty code.
i showed   the boy i like     witty profiles.
i thought he'd just   laugh and make fun
of it. turns   out when he went home, he
went    on and   read     through all of my
quotes.   considering i've liked him since
i first made this profile it was    obvious
all    of my quotes    were about        him.
this   website       had      him       in tears.
♥
it     didn't   change our friendship into a
relationship        but     now                     he
understands.   he     understands us witty
girls,     and    how we    vent. i just wish i
could show     every     single   boy on this
planet        wittyprofiles.com                 and
maybe,  just maybe       they'd all change.

made by xaliisssaax
on February 07, 2010 20:10:46

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i automatically talk louder

when you enter the room ♥

made by bailey_
on January 26, 2010 20:58:01

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&+ Baby you were my favourite..

xxMistakexx

minee x

made by Rhii
on January 26, 2010 20:18:57

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&+ Baby you were my favourite.. 
           
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minee x

His Summer.
Chapter1
               Ever since I can remember, I've spent every single one of my summers practically living at her house. Michaela has been my bestfriend since I was four and she was five. Ever since that first day we met, everything just kind of 'clicked'.
               It was June 6th, 2000, I remember that day like it was yesterday. My mother and I were going to pick my brother, Derek, up from a friend's house. My mom parked the car in their little driveway and I skipped up the steps, my box of Cheez-Its in hand.
               Mrs.P opened the door and I saw my brother and Jake playing trucks in the Toy Room. The next school year, they would be in second grade, and I would be starting kindergarden. Mrs. P invited my mom in for some tea to give the boys some more time to play. My brother is two years older than me, so I never really like playing with him and his friends, so I began wandering around their house. It wasn't until I was upstairs that I found her. She was sitting on the floor of a bright purple room reading a Junie B. Jones book. I walked over to her and sat indian style so close to her our knees were touching. She looked up at me, then at my box of Cheez-Its, and then got down on her stomach and started rummaging through some things underneath her bed. When she was through, she turned back to me with her own box in her hand, and smiled. It was then when I realized this friendship was going to last for a very long time.
              Michaela has three brothers - Jake, Matt, and Josh. Jake was oldest, then Michaela, after that was Matt, and the baby of the family is Josh. They were all two years apart and looked exactly the same, except for Matt. They were all short with dark brown hair, and hazel eyes. Matt was a little taller with a head full of dirty blonde curls. Michaela had the curliest hair I had ever seen before, in fact, it was worse than mine.
              Mr. and Mrs. P. had four children, and little did they know, after June 6th, 2000, they would practically be raising two more.
              My mother's life has been no picnic, to say the least. My daddy died when I was two years old. I barely got to know him because of Melanoma skin cancer that claimed his life too early. My brother's right arm is paralyzed due to complications during child birth. She's been diagnosed with a never ending list of problems, including depression, sleep apnia, arthritus, and type two diabetes. She has been raising two hellians by herself for twelve years now on a teacher's salary, and I have not done a single thing to make it the least bit easier.
              Michaela's family has been going to a summer camp called Camp Ker-Anna since it's founding in 1908 or something. They're all crazy about it, and now so am I. Ker-Anna has a summer camp program, day camp and overnight. Michaela and I go to overnight, and have been since we were nine. Michaela's family uses the camp on the off season too, for things like family reunions. I've gone to quite a few, starting that summer we met. That's were I met him.

made by serendipity7729
on January 24, 2010 00:13:45

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<div >His Summer. 
Chapter1 
               Ever since I can remember, I've spent every single one of my summers practically living at her house. Michaela has been my bestfriend since I was four and she was five. Ever since that first day we met, everything just kind of 'clicked'.  
               It was June 6th, 2000, I remember that day like it was yesterday. My mother and I were going to pick my brother, Derek, up from a friend's house. My mom parked the car in their little driveway and I skipped up the steps, my box of Cheez-Its in hand.  
               Mrs.P opened the door and I saw my brother and Jake playing trucks in the Toy Room. The next school year, they would be in second grade, and I would be starting kindergarden. Mrs. P invited my mom in for some tea to give the boys some more time to play. My brother is two years older than me, so I never really like playing with him and his friends, so I began wandering around their house. It wasn't until I was upstairs that I found her. She was sitting on the floor of a bright purple room reading a Junie B. Jones book. I walked over to her and sat indian style so close to her our knees were touching. She looked up at me, then at my box of Cheez-Its, and then got down on her stomach and started rummaging through some things underneath her bed. When she was through, she turned back to me with her own box in her hand, and smiled. It was then when I realized this friendship was going to last for a very long time. 
              Michaela has three brothers - Jake, Matt, and Josh. Jake was oldest, then Michaela, after that was Matt, and the baby of the family is Josh. They were all two years apart and looked exactly the same, except for Matt. They were all short with dark brown hair, and hazel eyes. Matt was a little taller with a head full of dirty blonde curls. Michaela had the curliest hair I had ever seen before, in fact, it was worse than mine. 
              Mr. and Mrs. P. had four children, and little did they know, after June 6th, 2000, they would practically be raising two more. 
              My mother's life has been no picnic, to say the least. My daddy died when I was two years old. I barely got to know him because of Melanoma skin cancer that claimed his life too early. My brother's right arm is paralyzed due to complications during child birth. She's been diagnosed with a never ending list of problems, including depression, sleep apnia, arthritus, and type two diabetes. She has been raising two hellians by herself for twelve years now on a teacher's salary, and I have not done a single thing to make it the least bit easier. 
              Michaela's family has been going to a summer camp called Camp Ker-Anna since it's founding in 1908 or something. They're all crazy about it, and now so am I. Ker-Anna has a summer camp program, day camp and overnight. Michaela and I go to overnight, and have been since we were nine. Michaela's family uses the camp on the off season too, for things like family reunions. I've gone to quite a few, starting that summer we met. That's were I met him. </div>

Today,
give a stranger one of your smiles.
It might be the only sunshine he sees all day.

-s.e.r.e.n.d.i.p.i.t.y 7 7 2 9-

made by serendipity7729
on January 19, 2010 23:41:08

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