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Hello there, this is my profile. My name is Allie and i'm so obsessed with myself that i'm going to write a long para about myself (yeah right). Forgive me. Locate me:
Email: skater_surfergurl_usa@hotmail.com
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    • Monday, January 19, 2009
    I NEED oxygen.

    ME. (Sorry, it's unclear.) @ the museum
    From left: Priscilla, Jesslyn, ShuMin (Purple), HuiYuen @ Beijing Bird Nest where they held the Olympics 2008





    Gondola Ride







    Globe fountain @ The Venetian in Macau




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    (Oh baby...if i'll be your lady...I would make you happy...)not she...these are adapted from 'Oxygen' - Colbie Caillat. I wanna say this to him...But i bet that i would never get a chance...He probably set his sights on someone else...who the hell is she? Why is she trying to steal him away from me? She's even asking her friends to do it for her? How could she? Asking her friends to do the dirrrty work for her? I'm his princess and he's my prince. He's my Romeo, I'm his Juliet. I'm his Guinevere, He's my Lancelot. He's cutting my heart to millions of shattered glass...Doesn't he know how much I feel for him? Valentine's Day is coming, yet I'm so...lonely...I still have a missing part of the jugsaw of my life...it's... him...He's makes me laugh and makes my cry...And when I met him, it just gave me deja vu...Should I tell him straight to his beautiful face? Or wait...

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