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RandomBye Beverly Hills, i thought as I stepped onto my private jet. The doors closed behind me and I looked forward to my non-celebutante life in Hong Kong. Looking out of my window I said my good byes. On the plane, my hair stylist, Rhonda, started dying my hair from light reddish brown into crow black, straightening it in the process. I used make-up remover and removed the heavy layers of makeup. I looked into the reflection in the mirror. Completely different, I thought. I even had contacts to change my baby blue eyes to muddy brown. The Vanessa Clarkson one hour ago had light brown hair and her face was placed to her best advantageRandom
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Sniff the cinnamon pencil!
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Oh, all of us dream
That we are flying the skies
With our eyes open
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Carter: What is it about 'leave me alone' that you don't understand?
Ned: The middle.
Carter: Exactly. You don't understand me. And you never will!
From an Untitled Script by ~Spottedleaf1221
But I am gonna do a whole bunch after we fix r wireless internet! I prefer using my laptop..
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Carter: What is it about 'leave me alone' that you don't understand?
Ned: The middle.
Carter: Exactly. You don't understand me. And you never will!
From an Untitled Script by ~Spottedleaf1221
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She said that it’s we who are rushing passed the wind
and that the sky is really below our feet
{ makes it easier to reach for the stars I guess }
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