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Name: Becca
Country: United States
State: North Carolina
Metro: Asheville
Birthday: 6/20/1991
Gender: Female
Interests: Muffins, chocolate, Pocky, Ace of Base, card games, squeaky doors, random lyrics, guessing lyrics, lights, neon lights, colored lights, glowsticks, my friends, collecting converse.
Expertise: hugging, cuddling, making people smile, dancing to techno, making out with meh make-out buddy, slipping candy into people's pockets, dancing to music in the shower, singing in the shower, coloring my converse, wearing my ultra-cool sparkly hat(I really should get a pic of it up.)
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Message: message me
AIM:  FluffyEmoKitten
MSN: babybliss9@yahoo.com
Yahoo:  idiot_on_parade
Member Since:
9/18/2005
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| I feel horrible and I didn't even do anything...
My mother came to the school and yelled at Mrs. Cooper. All over
the Choral part that I borrowed for Anything Goes. Today was the
day she was going to send all of the books in, and I still hadn't
turned mine in. But who wouldn't blame me when my life has been
as hectic as it has been!
I feel like......I don't know.
I've just about given up on love. It's just not worth all of the
stress. It's going to make my hair fall out or make me gain even
more weight. I'm almost 200. Most likely over that
now. And for once, I'm not afraid to admit it. What's up
with me these days? I'm actually writing a well thought-out and
planned entry, I'm not afraid to let people know about my weight, and
also, I haven't flamed any of those cursed 'Emo-kids'.
From the mouth of Garrison Bowers:
'Le Emo', which is French for BULLSHIT.
[EDIT]
I'm thinking about getting a different xanga, just to save myself from
having to explain the REAL meaning behind my screen name. It gets
annoying.
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| Fuck it.
Fuck love.
Fuck guys.
Fuck girls and rumors.
Fuck critics, fuck your review.
Fuck your girlfriend.
Fuck your boyfriend.
I just don't fucking care!
Fuck the President and fuck disco.
Fuck Spin, Rolling Stone, and fuck Vibe.
Fuck everybody inside.
Fuck your idea.
Fuck your labels and cliques.
Fuck everyone;
I'm so fucking pissed, I feel sick.
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