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rachel cheng im all about personality and sex appeal, love me or hate me, i'll still love myself! i dance! i wash my hair minimum twice a day. i smoke. i make out with guys.. and girls. i drink beer in the morning. i don't like school. i think i'm pretty hopeless. i'm in love with talking to stuff toys and replying myself. i love attention. im outrageously vainpot. i have a tummy, around 0.5 inch thick, when i sit down. playmates
if you're wondering.. my whole bloody aim to revamp this blog because i realized i do have readers. but they say my blog is bitchy. i dont think so LOR. haha. why is it bitchy. whatever la. since you all like it then i should continue to be bitchy. but i really dont think its bitchy. hahahhahaahha *roll eyes** desires money and money and money , beautiful hair , hot body , cute face , a date with tila tequila , yes not forgetting to be the sexiest dancer on earth. haha. oh i want to meet tony leung too. i think he's so charming. imagine tony leung wearing the army uniform *screams* yes, im not ashamed to announce my sexual fantasy consist of the guy dressed in the army uniform and cuddling me across the table top, pushing all the magazines down on the floor, its just , smoking hot. the sweetest msg> i love the way you always laugh at everything and anything! even when i dont do anything funny.lol. i love to watch you dance coz to me you have this glow about you when you dance. heh. i love the way you cuddle up to me like a little girl and just want to lie on me..just makes me feel so loved! and the way you whisper those 3 magical words in my ear.. heart melt ar baby. hee. aiya i just love rachel cheng la. (: thanks, you've the nicest person ive ever belonged to.
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<$BlogDateHeaderDate$> TIRAMISU AT MANHATTEN'S WAS AWESOMELY DELIGHTFUL, I BEGGED FOR MY OVEN WHEN I REACHED HOME. TEQUILA SUNRISE!PINA COLANDA!LYCHEE MARTINI! MY BEST GIRLFRIEND FOR ; 10 YEARS! WE SHARE THE SAME NAME TOO! RACHELS! CHELK,ALYCIA,GENEVIEVE.CHELC, THE MARYMOUNT GIRLS ALL GROWN UP! TEEHEE. my vase collects dust 25 cents, ive pictured the hourglass. i see you in the tiny flask, flushed. boy oh boy. questioned myself,you've tolled me over with your royal rush.i seek your face, there and when.the pin drop silence broke my cries,i wailed to myself why. god oh god. dont rape my past,i want to love,like a baby grass.dandy man, pick up sticks, for i carved my burning desires deep yet safe. |