You know how in the 1920s all those writers hit up Paris like it was nobody's business because they were all disillusioned with America. Well. I'm disillusioned with high school! Can I hit Paris now?
I suppose I could finish, but what if I promise to be the next F. Scott Fitzgerald, then could I go?
I suppose I could finish, but what if I promise to be the next F. Scott Fitzgerald, then could I go?
FITZIE!
I want oxfords but , my feet are huge. It may look awk.
Also, is it just me or do people who carry blackberrys look really cool.
Case and point.
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