they pulled my hair at charm school.
they
stole my guestbook during
rolecall.
frenchie, kiss me twice on the cheeks + January 17, 2003 = 12:58 p.m.
dear charm school, My bags are packed ( please take note: one small black bag & one tiny red bag that I am able to tote from brooklyn to west village all by my self. my gawd, aren't you proud?). Do not blame me for wanting to line eyes with black & wear a capelet as of late. I do not know what has come over me. Blame it on the cute black hat Rachel knit for me. Have discovered my oh-so-faux-french side . ... .. .. yrs, mewmew
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