I have a huge inner desire to be a hippy and travel the world with an empty suitcase... I have decided that I have been brainwashed by my catholic high school and want a refund...I love to dance, take actual dance classes that is...I wish I was a mermaid because then maybe I would'nt be so scared of the ocean even though I really wish I knew how to surf...I love to be naked...I almost never wear underwear...I eat ketchup with my rice...I write when im angry...i love naps...I attempt to play my pink guitar or the piano when Im bored...Im a sucker for hugs and stupid boys that tell me they like me...I love nice people, especially people who smile a lot...I could drive for hours with no destination...I like to sing when no one is around...I dance with my dog...i wish i had an amazing talent...i love cuddling...i wish someone knew me, like really really knew me...i like really white teeth...i drink three cups of coffee a day...i love my little bubble of a room i call home, its cozy...i hate washing my hair...i hate shopping but i love new clothes, heartbreaking...i hate peope who walk too slow...i cant stand it when people eat in silence...i love my friends true true friends, im sick of backstabbers...im too nice...my boobs are real...im really shy and can often be mistaken for a bitch...really smart people inspire me...i love reading...i am addicted to sudoku...i love to read just about anything, im particularly drawn to books with pink covers...i want to write a memoir about my life one day...im way too busy attempting to party in every club on the west coast...i love cruising pch...i like my music loud...i hope to be texting my B-F-F Jae when im 80 complaining about my grubby old hubby...i want to adopt kids one day...i love football...i love the saying "one fine day"...i wish i was a ballerina...i love the fact that im short...my hair is bigger than most peoples faces...i have a tendency to discuss my poop with strangers...im a picture whore...i still love britney spears...most boys i date arent good enough for me...some of my favorite songs are about smoking weed but ive never smoked weed in my life...i am obsessed with manhattan beach and hope to call it my home one day...i like watching cheer competitions on espn....i drive a caddy, and yes when i turn it on it does return the favor :)
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