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I got a puppy. Her name is Stella and she is 12 weeks old. She's a handful! A yorkshire terrier that thinks shes a baby! I swear. She follows me everywhere andI can't do a thing. I feel guilty when I crate her up and she is totally learning how much of a sucker I am. So manipulative that little girl... def. no kids planned...
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My family's so funny lately. I think the many additions in the past two years has been a little more than it has been able to withstand... now with two of my brothers getting married one month apart, it's become a whole lot more interestlng. It's as though we're growing incrementally! I'm ok with all the changes though because it takes the attention off of...
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Due to a horrific hair incident/ tragedy I have cut all my hair off. But fear not- I actually dig it. It's a short layered bob and I can't ever remember my hair being this short., But to my surprise it's awesome! So I will have to share it with you all very very soon! I have no pics as of yet.

anyhoo...
here's a...
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I have all these pictures to upload and no stupid little connector thing for my camera to plug into my computer... I'm putting it on my errand list for the day, but god knows how much I stray from my errand lists! So hopefully soon I'll put up pics of my yard makeover (like anyone cares) and pics of the Bangkok video shoot with Taye,...
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woah. I Did some research about this site.... things that are surfacing are shocking to me. Im undecided on what to believe. With all the girls leaving, many of whom I have met in person and LIKE in person I am starting to doubt the integrity behind the scenes. This is quite a delimma.

I'm horrible at keeping up with this journaling thing now *curses*!
So much has changed in my life this past year if I was to try to explain it all to someone that just met me I'm sure it would tell an exhausting story, but nevertheless a mighty good story. The kind that novels and movies are made out of... holding love, passion, heartache, danger,...
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If I write and things come pouring out of me then what is to you? If I realize that my life is meaningless and unshapely, will you agree that there is depth to these thoughts? If I told you I feel like I've one foot on the ground and the other on the edge of a building ready to leap would you accept that I'm...
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We sat, slow motion, faces turned towards one another in big overstuffed leather couches, tears ran down her face, honoring intimate details of her kindred life. Reading years of solidified actions, thoughts, and dreams across her brow. Feeling changed, dynamic, moving forward like an ameoba emerged within liquid's containment, slowly crystallizing into something more pure, less jaded...reaching for the authenticity that holds us together at...
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