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[adoreshim]

my mom is offically a mind reader. i come home from school. i had 3 things to tell her. #1 that i wanted chicken parm for dinner. poof! there she is making chicken parm. then i was about to tell her i needed a hair cut/dye and such soon. poof again! she had made a hair appointment this morning for jan29. i look over in the den and i said "one more

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[xkissxnxkillx]

hey, om... let's trade mommies, mmk? hee hee...

your mom is amazing, my mother NEVER cooks, like NEVER, not even shit from a box, not even stuff that says on the package, "Just Add Water and Stir!!!"

totally depressing... :/

[adoreshim]

ilu becca! that's okay, i'll make you chicken parm... or... umm... something? you want! it will be the best dinner ever!

[xkissxnxkillx]

hee hee, becky, you rock my roy!!! (mmk, its a stupid thing i find funny, i'll explain so you dont think i'm a total idiot, the other nite my friend ren was over n we were both smashed n my friend angela texted me and i went to text her "you rock my sox" but i somehow managed to write, "you rock my roy"... therefore thats my new thing... in short:

becky, you rock my roy. :)