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  1. I was gifted 3 promise rings. Rose gold. Yellow gold. White gold. This is a happy vacation :-) http://twitpic.com/qiv7u
  2. Lanii now has a haircut and light brown hair instead of black... Thanks ree ree! I love my sister! http://twitpic.com/q9hxz
  3. My desk right now;John,Joss,3 doors,One Republic,Leona,Trey,and FooFighters,books,Mac&ResidencyGuide http://twitpic.com/q22th
  4. Sometimes you just don't fit & there's nothing you can do about it.
  5. The finished product. http://twitpic.com/pqfu4
  6. Crab salad soirée http://twitpic.com/pofod
  7. My new mirror-to-be. http://twitpic.com/poakc
  8. Usher got me ready to sign them papers and I'm not even married!!! I love this song!
  9. Ryan seacrest is absolutely hilarious this morning.
  10. I am not what happened to me. I am what I choose to become. -Carl Jung
  11. We haven't decorated it yet but dayum our Christmas tree is hawt! http://twitpic.com/out7z
  12. How's your lunch? Mine is happy!!! http://twitpic.com/oo9gg
  13. Beautiful morning. http://twitpic.com/oczmf
  14. I heard this broad the 1st time! Redundancy is the worst sickness.It goes along with snooping,arrogance, and insecurity;top of my hate list
  15. My work closet is finally done! Wow!!! http://twitpic.com/nzjud
  16. I'm supposed to sock him when I'm mad. But what do I do about disappointment? http://twitpic.com/nwc2q
  17. RT @RevRunWisdom: Never Love someone so hard that you hate them.. (remember) theres a thin line between love and hate
  18. Breakfast in bed... Heaven much? http://twitpic.com/nw1m1
  19. My favorite face in the world. Again he woke up in the wrong bed though; O but he is so precious. http://twitpic.com/nop5g
  20. The worst part is accepting the fact that things might not ever be the way they were.