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TIQ.
I don't describe myself.
Friday, March 14, 2008

Apple-bottomed jeans, with the fur. The whole club is looking at her.
Step up 2 was AWESOME times million.
"The streets is not about what you got, its about what you make out of what you got." Needless to say, the 3 of us was screeching and shrieking because their dance is soooooo nice. The girls can dance menn. And Jabbawockeez were in one of the scenes. Just the icing needed on top.

I need to breathe. I have a bad feeling about this. What if i give up now?

shake it like your pom poms.