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vintage poest II

to my dear dudettes,

i need you to catch me right now. you are the back bone of my high school life. i need the blanket called 'sobsterz' to cover me up and protect ne from whatever chilly breeze the summer rain brings.

i need you to back me up. do whatever is needed to cheer me up. a three-hour coffee break, tazina, hair spa, shopping, dance night, house party, dissing people in the street, girl talk... whichever... you know what i need.

calling all sobsters. ur girl friend is in the verge of breaking down. do your job, heroines.

from your ditzy fashionista, who's going through a pathetic 'heart break',
macci-licious.12

.....

an except from macci.blogspot.com on Wednesday, May 25, 2005. i miss my sobster community. i really do, right now.

posted by yours truly on 12:57 AM